The Old Oak Tree sensed the aura of danger.
No sooner had the White Queen appeared than the Family Head of the Dormond Family immediately took cover beneath the castle walls.
He watched with his own eyes as the White Dragon unleashed a long jet of flame toward the castle walls, setting everything ablaze above.
The Old Oak Tree was no stranger to the White Dragon, having seen it several times before while he was at Lion Heart Castle.
Every time he saw it, he couldn't help but marvel at the monsters' power and terror, and he felt fortunate that he did not have to make enemies with them.
But the Old Oak Tree now realized he might have rejoiced too soon.
The giant dragons were still as powerful and fierce as ever, only this time, they were no longer on his side.
He saw a group of militia archers shooting wildly at the white shadow in the sky, their aim poor with extreme fear; only a few arrows struck the giant dragon's body.
