With Kulu circling high above like a silent scarlet shadow, his amber eyes tracking every single movement in the brush, Raiden set off down the ridge.
His bright pink tails swayed with an insufferable bounce as he deliberately paraded right past the thickets where the onlookers were hiding, practically inviting them to make a move.
Hana didn't spare him another glance. She focused entirely on her tablet, adjusting her position on the granite boulder as the sheer scale of the operation widened.
Below the cliffside, Caspian was moving like a targeted demolition crew. Since he didn't need to fly, his massive obsidian wings had already glided back, disappearing completely into his back to keep his movements fluid.
His horns caught the harsh sunlight as he unleashed precise, controlled streams of orange fire to vaporize the dense brambles and dead vines, leaving the heavy hardwoods perfectly unmarred for the Boars.
