Once Hassan finished his report, Leone called out to Arion and took to the skies once more.
The moment his allies saw he was finally awake and perhaps recovered enough to rejoin the battle, they felt hope rise in their chests.
Although they wouldn't admit it, Leone had become a symbol of hope among the tribes in the Borderlands.
"Aslan Tribe!" Leone shouted. "Fight!"
The young man then raised his banner. Soon, all the destroyed Fireshard Catapults and other siege weapons repaired themselves within seconds.
Perhaps sensing that another variable had appeared on the battlefield, the Bronze Dragon shifted its attention toward Leone.
It then opened its mouth to unleash a Lightning Breath in his direction, but how could Leone allow that to happen?
Just as the Monster King was about to unleash its attack, the ground under its feet gave way, making it raise its head in turn.
Its breath attack shot upward, missing everything in its path.
"Man the Fireshard Catapults!" Leone ordered.
