Chapter 445: Same Feeling (1/2)

Leonel was instantly at a loss.

If he continued saving those buried beneath the rubble, many of whom were unconscious, he would be allowing this attack to continue on smoothly. But, if he moved to stop them now, it was very likely that many of those he could save would die.

'Dammit!' Leonel roared in his mind.

”Leonel.”

”Huh?” Leonel snapped out of his own thoughts.

”Just point out where they are to me and I'll dig them out. I can't battle in the skies like you can.”

Leonel opened his mouth to reply but wasn't exactly sure what to say.

It would definitely be more efficient for them to be saved by him. He could use his Earth Elemental affinity to simply carry them out. But, Aina would have to physically dig them out.

”Just leave it to me.” Aina insisted. ”More people will die than those buried down if they're allowed to go.”

Leonel's hesitation was broken when he heard these words. She was right. If they managed to make it to one of the Baronies, hundreds would die.

”I…”

Aina pushed off, breaking out of Leonel's embrace and landing on the ground.

”They can't see me on the ground through all the dirt clouds. Stop worrying about me.”

Leonel blinked and nodded.

”The first is 57 meters in that direction and 13 meters underground.”

With that, Leonel shot into the skies.

…

The formation of predatory birds soared through the skies in perfect formation. They were split into groups of eleven. Each group of eleven was split into three groups.

The first group formed the outer structure of the formation. At the helm, there was one bird and following its wings there were three birds to each side for a total of seven forming this outer structure.

This first group formed an inverted 'V' structure.

The second group was likewise in a 'V' structure, but they were tucked within the larger outer structure. This inner structure was formed of smaller, swifter birds and there were just three of them.

The final 'group' was actually just a single bird. This bird protected the commander to the back of this double inverted 'V' structure.

In the end, from afar, it looked as though numerous triangular formations were flying through the air. They looked no different from jets shooting through the skies, all of them exuding a Fourth Dimensional aura.

This sort of formation should have been far beyond Leonel's means to deal with. The only reason Aina didn't stop him wasn't because she wasn't worried, but rather because she knew that trying to stop Leonel would have been useless. He was simply too fond of doing stupid things to save people he didn't even know, let alone the fact he was now doing so to protect those he thought of as his friends.

In Leonel's mind, Mordred was now a close friend of his. If Camelot fell, it would be Mordred's family that suffered the most. How could he allow such a thing to happen?

At the center of these numerous smaller formations, a man wearing black robes accented by white flexible armor stood atop a predator bird of his own. Unlike the others, he was the only one on the back of this bird.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his hair shaved down until only the smallest bristles remained.

The rushing winds whipped against his face, but it was as though his skin was tightly stapled to his skeleton. His stern expression never distorted, nor did his eyes ever blink.