The young, inexperienced recruits couldn't hide their nervousness, while Michael's seasoned knights exuded calm confidence. Many of them had initially joined to claim Marcus's bloodline, only to find themselves under Michael's command. Though they had entered reluctantly, the accolades they earned in battle made them active participants.
With their participation, there was no shortage of aerial mounts for this mission.
Mounting Marcus, Michael led the way. The recruits followed, each boarding their assigned mounts.
As the creatures' wings unfurled and began to beat, Michael gave the command.
"Let's go, Marcus!"
Marcus took to the sky with a powerful leap, and the other mounts followed in formation.
Louis felt the ground recede beneath him and gripped the reins tightly. The chimera lent to him by his father offered words of reassurance.
[Don't be too nervous. You'll be fine.]