"Run! Faster!" Ismir roared.
No one dared to delay. They lashed their horses onward through the forest, but the dense undergrowth made every step exceptionally difficult. They could only grit their teeth and force their way through the bushes!
"What happened, my lord?" the bewildered group asked as they ran, looking at the suddenly frantic Ismir.
"Dragon Might! It's a damn wild dragon! Do you want to wait here and die? All Professional Soldiers, clear the way up front!" Ismir roared with a dark expression as he used magic to tear apart the trees blocking the road.
"..." Everyone fell silent, but their pace visibly quickened. The Nature Guardians drew their steel swords and used Battle Qi to slash through the bushes obstructing the carriages. The already difficult path became much smoother...
"This is bad! It's coming for us!" Ismir said bitterly. Within the range of his Mental Power, that terrifying Dragon Might was drawing ever closer. In his perception, even the air seemed to have been torn apart by it!
"Haro! Take the civilians and go!" Ismir suddenly said through gritted teeth. Though he was merely a peasant who had only just become a noble, he had still inherited the honor of the empire's aristocracy! Protecting his people was his responsibility and duty!
"Fight! Descendants of Lagrange!" Ismir roared. He remained where he was, watching carriage after carriage race past him. He casually pulled a spear from the last carriage and stood together with the other Nature Guardians.
"Don't confront it head-on! Hold it off for a while, then we'll retreat!" Ismir instructed.
"The enemy is an earth dragon. Don't get drawn into a prolonged fight with it, and be careful of its breath!" Ismir judged. If it had been a flying dragon, it would have caught up long