Someone was holding onto the reins on that bird.

One of the Lions on top of the black tower subconsciously shouted out.

�Chief Kanelle��! Why is that Dwarf bastard over there?!�

Kanelle, the chief of the Flame Dwarf tribe, was the one holding onto the reins.

He had headed from the castle wall to where the other tribe members were making the wings. He had heard what Toonka had said.

�Hey coward, stop hiding and come out!

Our Whipper Kingdom is not weak!�

What Cale said also repeated itself in his mind.

�You�ll be able to see it soon. You�ll be able to see just what you need to do.�

Chief Kanelle grabbed the reins to control the white skeleton bird with one hand while clenching onto a video communication device with his other hand.

The Flame Dwarves that were controlling the other four white skeleton birds looked toward the small chief�s back.

The Dwarves were tiny compared to the size of these white skeleton birds. The person on the other side of the call talked to their chief who was on the largest bird.

� Do not worry about your back.

The Chief looked behind him.

He looked toward the highest spot on Maple Castle.

Their commander was looking at them from that spot.

The direction of the wind had changed.

� The wind will bring the fire with it.

The commander�s voice disappeared along with the wind.

Skeleton birds.

The largest bird was about 15 meters in length.

The large birds made out of bones unfurled their wings.

Their wings blocked the sunlight.

A shadow fell over the Empire�s knights. JrNovels.com