As the Queen of this empire, Aella wasn't willing to risk the lives of the people anymore. This Hydra was a threat to everyone, and if not for Arad stacking his barriers over those of Merlin, the heat from its launch would've burned the walls.
"Zephyr, we're doing it again." The moment Aella spoke, Zephyr gasped with a grin on her face. "Really?" She flew up, circled around her head, and then threw a glance at the Hydra. "Let's go! The crown is ready."
The Hydra flew toward Aella with its flame breath like a launching missile, slowly coming up to speed as its malice and rage overflowed from its radiant red eyes. This was clearly no easy feat for the Hydra; it was straining its entire body to achieve, and the only thing that kept it going was its insatiable anger against Aella, who tore it apart.
"Is it about to end?" Alcott asked, and Arad looked at him with a surprised face. "You can tell?"
