Before the words had even fallen from her lips, she leapt onto the back of a Fire Phoenix, which soared skyward, carrying her swiftly away.
Celestia Fawkes departed, and the Beastmen of The Phoenix Clan couldn't stay on.
Each transformed into their true form and flew away.
The Silver-haired Elder Magnus Valerius frowned as he watched the direction The Phoenix Clan's Beastmen left.
Yet, he did not stop them.
He merely turned to Mael Valerius, a complex expression on his face as he said, "Young Master, I fear The Phoenix Clan will not let this matter rest..."
"Afraid of them?"
Mael Valerius sneered, his Dragon Tail swept, pulling Luna Sutton closer into his embrace, his voice low and dangerous, "If the elder is afraid, why not return to The Dragon Clan now and tell that old thing—"
A flash of crimson glinted in his eyes as he continued chillingly, "Should he dare interfere in my affairs again, I won't hesitate to personally shatter his Dragon Bones."
