บท 87: Chapter-87

Anon mounted the raven with effortless grace,

seizing the bridle of the black-feathered creature. "Let's see what you're made of," he murmured, tugging the bridle back. The raven responded instantly, unfurling its great wings and lifting off the ground with a powerful beat.

As Anon soared through the sky, making his way back to his home, he heard the thundering footsteps of an army behind him. Turning his head, he saw the horde of 5000 Ogres in pursuit, riding upon their fearsome direwolves.

Meanwhile, inside the mage tower, Sir Vermin received the news that the monsters were retreating.

"Sir vermin, the monsters are backing down." A teacher informed.

"What?" he exclaimed, Vermin immediately ran towards the top of the tower to see that the Ogres are moving back to the jungle.

"Get the carriage ready. We are going out to the outer ring."

Vermin stepped up on the stage as he announced in a loud voice.