Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

"How are things outside?"

Arthur didn't waste any single moment in considering anything related to that monster. He didn't need anyone to tell him that, but for that monster to turn into a powerhouse of his that would take time.

And now wasn't the suitable time for thinking about that.

'The lycans outside are less than ten now,' Gege said.

"It did that?" Arthur turned his gaze towards the distant Golam lake.

'Yeah, it killed some while getting inside.'

"Good," Arthur nodded as this seemed a bit acceptable for him, "what about the other fronts?"

'Doaf and Amera's forces are doing great,' Gege said, 'but as for Nara, the mechas, the werewolf, and other servants they are having a hard time dealing with lycans on their side.'

"Damn!" Arthur cursed, "they lost a lot?"

'Not that much,' Gege gave him an unexpected answer, 'however the more they kill the more others will appear coming from everywhere.'

"Hmm... That's a bit odd," Arthur thought for a moment, "they shouldn't be this daring."

'They are desperate,' the golden dragon had another opinion, 'they are trying to prevent you from delving deeper.'

"I... can see that," Arthur took a deep breath, "informing Doaf and Amera... They had to regroup together with my other forces."

'Roger that,' Gege said, 'what about those outside?'

Arthur went into silence for a long minute, "open the portal," he suddenly said, "let them in."

'Are you sure?' Gege seemed hesitant, 'I can't deal with them alongside that monster.'

"The monster won't be a problem," Arthur said, "but the moment they appear, either trap them or send them to the depth of the Golam lake."

'I got it,' Gege said with an evil laugh, 'they won't see what happened to them, hehehe.'

"'Just do it," Arthur laughed before flying in the air without any aim. His mind was now fixed upon the reason behind this weird move of his enemies.

"Do you think they are trying to summon anything here?" he couldn't help but ask.

'Ding! In fact we discussed it,' the system said, 'Ding! The most probable thing is that they are trying to crack the shield open in some way.'

"Makes sense," Arthur said after giving it some thinking, "the shield is now their biggest obstacle. With Aemie being busy back at the city, she can't handle any sudden changes to the shield in time."

'We have the same point of view,' the golden dragon said, 'if that shield is breached, this world will be lost.'

"With it our ticket home will be gone," Arthur's face turned serious, "we can't allow that to happen."

'The problem lies in your allies,' the golden dragon slowly said, 'they won't accept running and evading any groups without killing them.'

"They have all the right to feel so," Arthur took a deep breath before seeing a portal open in the middle of the sky, "but I have to find a way."

'Ding! You need to lead them by example,' the system said.

'You need to separate if needed from their group,' the golden dragon added.

"What?!" Arthur was surprised yet the next moment a group of eight lycans appeared in the garden world before they flashed.

They forcibly were teleported towards different directions. Five were held captive while the other three were thrown into the middle of the Golam lake.

For the next few minutes the surface of the lake seemed quite still from far. Yet after a couple of minutes more, the lake's surface showed fierce turbulence before everything returned to calmness in five minutes or less.

"Are they dead?" Arthur asked just to make sure.

'They are now being eaten by that monster,' Gege said, 'despite it showing signs of hunger, its appetite is mainly focused over the lake.'

"Let it eat as much as it wants," Arthur didn't care about that, "I'll go out now."

Arthur passed through a portal where he found the outside world calmer than before. Some explosive sounds came from far, as many were still fighting.

He turned around and flew high in the sky. Just as he got outside the hill zone he spotted the group led by Amera and Doaf.

The earlier two armies turned into thousands! They were chased down by thousands as well which made the scene of their flight more epic.

Arthur stood midair watching the two groups meeting each other. Then a wide scale fight erupted that even extended to reach near him.

Yet he didn't move a finger. He just kept himself high in the air watching the fights all around without interfering.

If this was happening in the mid world or a lower world then he would instantly act. Yet this was one of the highest realms in the universe.

Going there would be a suicide, plus he was looking at the direction from which more enemies kept pouring here.

"They are coming mainly from all directions but two," after half an hour he finally noticed this pattern.

'One is the direction of the city, right?' Gege asked.

"Yup," Arthur nodded in agreement, "and if my guess is correct then the other direction is the one they are making their move at."

'Ding! I think so too,' the system agreed, 'Ding! But we can't know for sure without going there.'

"I'm planning to do so," Arthur suddenly moved. As he reached this conclusion it seemed staying here was pointless.

He didn't want to fall in his enemy's trap. If he already saw through such a scheme, then why keep himself trapped here?

He moved fast, evading any conflict and using his phantom sword to hit some exposed enemies or help some allies. At this point there was no organization at all.

Anywhere he went, mages alongside mechas were fighting side by side against the persistent lycans. What he noticed was that the lycans were too many, yet so weak.

At least much weaker than the ones he fought before. "They only sent the cannon fodders here," he easily reached such a conclusion, "we need to move now."

'Do you want me to inform everyone?' Gege proposed.

"Wait until I convince these two."

Arthur knew the truth, yet he also knew his place in this world. Without the support of Amera in particular, all his attempts would have failed.

The only threat he could wave was the card of running away and forcing them to follow.

However he didn't want to reach such a stage.