"We can help the war, but first we have to finish the dungeon," Aldred said.
"Let's go to the dungeon immediately," Bartrem said.
Aldred nodded and summoned Teethless and his air-cavalry unit comprised of 55 Bajaragon.
One was large enough for all of them to ride on, but Aldred wanted to travel with style this time.
They hopped on to the Bajaragon of their choice and immediately soared into the sky.
The people in the city gaped when they saw dozens of large, red dragons flying into the sky. Some guards were even panicking and thought they were under attack, but after they saw the dragons headed towards east, they calmed down.
"Are they going to the Lair of Treasures? Should we tell someone about this?"
"You fool. That's the Death Lord."
The platinum Ranks that guarded the cities only glanced at the sky a bit before they returned to what they were doing.
As Aldred arrived above the ruined city, he saw the adventurers were in the midst of battle again.