Adrian soared through the sky, leaving the kings to their respective opponents. He didn't need to look back; they had their hands full. The werebeasts were dangerous, but there was another threat looming—one that concerned him more.
The wyverns.
He pushed his speed, eyes focused on the other battlefield where two titans, General Theron and the Black Wyvern, clashed.
Of course, Adrian hadn't forgotten about them.
The wyverns posed a far greater threat than the werebeasts.
And, if he went there alone, it'd be suicidal, but he wasn't alone. He had a plan. Now, he just had to figure out if the allies he roped in were on their way.
"Did they come?" Adrian muttered, glancing at the horizon as he continued flying, reassessing his situation. His first move had been a gamble, but it worked. The explosion from earlier? Yeah, it looked bad. Looked like he got caught up in it, but he wasn't that reckless.
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