Alex stood up, his eyes alert and darting around as he searched for the source of the fear that had gripped his heart. Then his gaze lifted to the sky.
Nerzalia's eyes met his—golden, slit pupils locking with his deep purple ones.She smiled.
Alex stumbled back, muttering, "What the hell? Did she see me?"
Back on the battlefield…
As the White Wyvern fell, the monsters froze. Fear gripped their hearts. They hesitated, wavering.
Above, two more White Wyverns hovered in the sky, their blue eyes darting around in panic as they searched for the one responsible for their brethren's death.
Bit by bit, the White Wyverns backed away from the wall.
The entire battlefield seemed to freeze—soldiers mid-swing, monsters mid-jump, everything suspended in stillness.
"ATTACK! NOW IS OUR CHANCE!"
Marshal Sebeth's voice boomed from the watchtower, snapping the soldiers out of their daze.
"Ahhhhh!"
