The city lord was right, they did not have much time.
The cracks appearing on the city barrier weren't repairing themselves; they were starting to crack, but still, all of the warriors from the city were there in front, ready to confront the monarch of the beast race.
Everyone was standing their ground in anticipation. Jonan and his cohort were also present among the warriors.
Jonan was astonished, his eyes were widened with surprise at the oncoming of such a colossal being, feeling the palpitations of sinister energy leaking through the cracks on the barrier, he was sure that even the elders of his family would never dare to face such a colossal being.
"Why did such a mighty being come here to this city, which had no warriors of its match? What intentions does it have?" thought Jonan with a pensive face.
Elias sighed, observing the pressure from the monarch of beasts, he quietly said, "I feel the reaction of this venerated monarch might be related to our mission."
