This is like setting an example for the whole world, telling those nobles who still haven't figured it out.
The Night Watchers are not joking.
Shake these chaotic thoughts out of your head.
Ovid quickly signed his Rune Seal on the Magic Scroll and handed it to the messenger.
"Use the fastest hawk magic communication, and also send someone to the City Lord's Mansion to read it in person. Tell them that the moment Hamilton's signal flare rises, it marks the start of the defense of White Stone City, we don't have time!"
He looked outside the door. Cedric and his "Defenders" team had all mounted the five Land Birds armed to their beaks.
The powerful Land Birds let out high-pitched calls, iron hooves striking sparks on the stone slabs.
"For Order! Move out!" Cedric's shout was like a war drum.
