129 The Battle of a Thousand Cries (4)

HUGO LIECH'S POV:

"Flame crash!" I roared, letting out another burst of flames that shot toward one of the wyverns annihilating the Dwarven ranks. The flames consumed the monster, shrieks of pain echoing across the valley.

I smiled, realizing just how powerful my spells really were in comparison to these 'legendary beasts.'

My eyes suddenly noticed Ares backing away from a figure. I concentrated on the individual, realizing it was Asthia Darck. The girl had multiple arrows implanted behind her, and I could see tears streaking down her face and onto the course ground as an entire platoon of human soldiers stormed her position.

I let out a sigh of accomplishment, a small grin beginning to appear on my face.

That was easier than I thought.

I had heard so many stories about the power that the Dragon Princess and her Supreme Commander possessed, but everything had come from terrified Dwarves who were powerless against them. It was clear to me how exaggerated those stories had been.