Misha's expression turned grim as she instructed Stieg, "At this point, we can only pray for our master's intervention. Stieg, try your best to stall that dwarf..."
"Ah?"
From afar, staring at the enraged dwarf who single-handedly annihilated the Imperial Army with every gesture, Stieg let out a horrified howl.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally flapped his wings, forcibly rallied a dozen bipedal wyverns under his command, and reluctantly charged forward, though he himself refrained from leading the charge and hid behind his species' cannon fodder.
Misha closed her eyes tightly, her expression devout as she began reciting the prayer with utmost reverence, exerting her full strength to unleash the Dragon Pact Warlock's ultimate ability—[Cross-border Spew].
"Supreme Emperor of Ashes, Monarch who commands Scourge and Flame, Great Red Dragon symbolizing glory and victory, your subjects face an insurmountable foe, a dwarf deity from the Outlands..."
