Chương 116: Seven Deadly Beasts

Satria spurred his horse towards the east, but he remained alert to his surroundings and used a job class ranger. Several bottles of MP potions and healing potions seemed to have been neatly tucked into his belt. The black bow, which was his flagship dreamer's weapon, was neatly mounted on his back.

His right hand seemed to have trembled even though he was holding the horse's reins. It seemed that he was impatient with the upcoming battle. Slowly his sharp ears heard a faint commotion behind him. The louder the noise behind him grew louder and clearer, sounding like several giant birds moving so fast.

"Come too, yes," Satria thought as he looked back.

"Wyverns?" said Satria when he saw the seven dragons called wyvern types. Though at first, he thought they were using some kind of giant bird.