After giving the definitive order in the lounge, the group began to move with complete synchrony. Ryan walked out of the warmth of his home, stepping outside with firm strides.
Walking right beside him were his powerful and beautiful warriors, all wearing the brand new, gleaming white combat uniforms that Alisa had tailored for them.
When they stepped out into the villa's large dirt courtyard, they encountered a rather noisy scene.
There stood the three wyverns waiting patiently under the clear morning light, swaying their heavy tails and letting out soft growls upon seeing their master.
Irina looked at them with great strangeness, blinking a couple of times as she noticed the large, ferocious winged creatures ready to depart.
"If Miss Karol is with us, they are not necessary at all, or are we taking them anyway?" the elven princess asked with genuine curiosity.
