Chapter 451: Lost It (1/2)

Leonel was just one person. Before he even battled White Knight Diore, he had already tired his mind using so many wind spells. After this battle, he was even more spent.

Leonel finally steadied his breathing and looked around at what was left of the Predator Ravens.

Unfortunately, Leonel didn't have an easy method of controlling these beasts. His horn was designed for Third Dimensional beasts. But, even then, he couldn't precisely control those Third Dimensional beasts, he could only rile them up into a frenzy and give them simple commands like pointing out a target to trample and targets to avoid like he had done in his final battle on Camelot.

This time, what Leonel had done was even simpler, he poured his Dream Force into the horn in order to influence these massive predator birds. Essentially, he forced them into temporary madness and this was the extent of his abilities.

Plus, even if Leonel could make use of these birds, he wouldn't dare to. Believing that White City only had a single method of controlling these Ravens would be absolutely foolish.

If Leonel brought these birds into battle and they were suddenly turned against him, that would be the worst kind of mistake. Such a thing could completely turn the tide of battle.

That said, Leonel also couldn't allow White City to so easily gain back these beasts for nothing. Leonel was absolutely certain that the loss of 500 of these Predator Ravens would sting for them. But, how could he easily get rid of them?

Leonel's eyes flashed.

”Little Blackstar.”

”Yip! Yip!”

The little mink launched himself off of Leonel's head, diving down and through the skies.

It quickly came back with a shadow ball it eagerly swallowed from the top of Leonel's head.

Leonel nodded. Though he had to dispel Little Blackstar's sharpening ability which had come in very useful several times already, he had no choice but to make a sacrifice in this matter.

”Command them to battle to the death.” Leonel said.

”Yip! Yip!”

Leonel didn't have the heart to monitor such a scene so he allowed the little mink to oversee it as he descended from the skies.

By now, Aina had dug up several dozen knights, most of whom were heavily injured and unconscious.

Leonel frowned because he didn't see Lancelot among them. It can't be that Lancelot really died, right?

In the beginning, Leonel had been paying attention so that he could direct Aina. But, after a while, he had to completely focus on the battle so he sent all the locations at once and focused his everything on Khaled.

Aina raised her brows when Leonel appeared. ”You're fine?”

”Did you ever doubt it?” Leonel asked with a grin.

Seeing that Leonel was in the mood to lighten the atmosphere, Aina felt a weight on her chest lower.

Her senses weren't as powerful as Leonel's. So, through the dust cloud, she couldn't really see or feel what Leonel was facing. She felt somewhat better knowing that it couldn't have been too dangerous, then.