'This can't go on...'
Raylo's mind raced.
His opponent was more agile than Baofeng. In a pure close-quarters dogfight, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
He had to find a way to turn the tables.
His gaze fell upon the big cat perched on his saddle, who was just watching the show.
"Moonlight, a little help."
Moonlight's pale golden eyes opened a sliver. It glanced at him, its gaze filled with a lazy 'what a pain' sort of look.
Down on the battlefield below, everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to the chase in the sky.
A golden stream of light clung to the yellowish-brown Storm Griffin King like a shadow, relentlessly hounding it. Flashes of a sword and Wind Blades clashed continuously, each collision erupting in a shower of brilliant, deadly sparks.
The soldiers of the Fiery Sun Kingdom had already started to cheer quietly. In their eyes, victory was only a matter of time.
