The queen's words thoroughly confirmed their suspicions; it was Prairie Fire that had repelled Blood Shadow, not Raphael.
Raphael's thunderous voice grew quieter and quieter, more and more people came to their senses.
Raphael's face was burning; initially invigorated by the cheers, he now wished he could silence the crowd chanting his name.
Many thought it remarkable that the queen would consider lending her weapon to Li Yao. Though it was only a loan, anyone could guess that the queen's weapon was no ordinary item, many already speculated whether it was of legendary or divine artifact level.
But for Li Yao, this was a decision that needed to be made in an instant.
As Blood Shadow, like a speeding train, approached, Li Yao's initially evasive form suddenly halted, his Fire Eagle emitting a sky-shaking screech.
The flames on his body fiercely began to contract, transforming into a dark red eagle with a metallic sheen, much like a small sun, as the flames drew in.