Soon, the flying swords landed in a nearby clearing, and two squads of heavily armed, armored soldiers disembarked. Despite being seasoned level eight warriors, Ronnie and Mervin had no intention of resisting. The presence of the giant wolf monster kept them in check, instilling fear that any reckless action could provoke it. They submitted quietly as the soldiers handcuffed them and led them away.

As the flying swords prepared for takeoff, Mervin and Ronnie watched helplessly as the monster turned and headed back toward Dolsor.

"Damn it!" They clenched their fists in frustration and despair. They had urgent information to relay to Richie about the controlled monster, but now they were unable to do so.

In a small village in Novena, Richie's voice resonated through the shack.

"Incompetent! Utterly incompetent fools!" Richie slammed his fist on the table, his voice booming, "Why didn't they have more flying swords prepared?!"

Beside him, Kieron stood silently, his expression dark an