He looked down at the Green Dragon in its death throes, then glanced at the unscathed Giant Legion on the high ground. His eyes grew even more bloodshot.
"Humans!"
He hissed through gritted teeth.
Raylo had no time to waste on idle talk.
Seeing that Cashmo was still hovering in the sky, he laughed and raised his hand again.
"Kado! Don't let him just hang there! Keep firing!"
"You got it!"
The Giants once again raised their javelins.
Seeing the dark points of the javelins aimed at him once more, Cashmo was scared out of his wits.
He no longer had the Green Dragon's massive body to use as a shield. If one of those javelins hit him, it would run him straight through.
He didn't dare hesitate for another second. He rapidly chanted a Spell as a gale erupted around him, whisking him away.
By the time he stopped, he was thousands of meters away, in the midst of the Lizardfolk army.
'Fast runner.'
Raylo pursed his lips and lowered his hand.
