Sam had just snuck to the foot of the hill when he was dragged back. He collapsed to the ground, clutching the Stone Egg with a look of utter despair.
As a true Wilderness Native, while he had never actually seen a Giant Dragon, he had heard more than eight hundred legends about them.
If they were only facing the four-thousand-strong Giant Dragon Corps, there might still be a chance of victory under the leadership of their Lord.
But compared to a Giant Dragon, High Cliff Castle wasn't even a sparrow. At best, it was a pitiful ant, and its fate of being crushed was plain to see.
"You're the only goddamn turncoat in all of High Cliff Castle! Running away on your own is one thing, but you actually stole my Stone Egg too!" The Lord was so furious he could spit nails, immediately granting Sam a ten-lash combo.
