“Black Dragon, Sol needs you!”

“The Soleans need you!”

“Sol needs your protection!”

Their voices rang in unison. Though there were many specialized police units maintaining order, they did not stop the crowd from requesting the Black Dragon to return to the battlefield.

The commotion outside attracted the attention of many.

A few big shots walked out.

As did Quincy. She saw the thousands upon thousands of people holding the banners up high. There were names written in blood on them.