Becoming a solitary

Giant dragon statues, once towering, now lay shattered into countless pieces. Patches of rust-colored blood stained the ground.,One by one, these long-bodied creatures with four limbs, a pair of praying mantis arms, and a long tail that trailed behind them transformed into streaks of green light. Their eagle-like heads swiveled as they completed the encirclement of the ancient city.,Since the tribesmen were determined to fight to the death, there was no need for him to force them to leave. They had a point: it was better to die in their homeland than to perish in a foreign land. Even if they died in battle, they would make the enemy pay a bloody price.。