Kael knew the dragon prince was capable of doing something like this, but he believed the prince was not stupid.
There was something he was after.
Despite his words, the agreement had been sealed between the Dragon Federation Council and the Human Empire.
That meant most dragons had agreed.
'Is this some kind of inner conflict?'
Below, his men were still being bombarded.
Wyverns kept shooting, and the forest was turning into a wasteland.
Kael did not hesitate anymore.
He reached behind his storage ring and pulled out his spear.
The moment the weapon appeared, the air around him changed.
The shaft was dark metal with gold formation carved into it.
The spearhead looked simple, but the space around it warped slightly.
Kael inhaled once.
His cultivation erupted.
Golden light poured out of him. It was sharp and cold, like a blade.
His aura pressed down on the fores.
"Formation, fall back," Kael said,. "Hold the ground."
Then He took one step forward and vanished.
