Skybaud crashed low into another turret hut, his wings were spread out, sweeping into the walls and bringing the whole construct crashing down on him.
His second in command, Condra, the Metal Eagle with metallic feathers on his wings, saw this and hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to go save Skybaud or direct the remaining Eagles to protect.
"That's one of them!" A white fox shouted to his colleagues as he saw Condra standing amidst the rubble.
Condra turned his head slightly to glance at the white fox and the other foxes following him as they ran over.
This white fox reminded him of a certain white fox back in the kingdom that had been assassinated.
Ken, that had been his name, he was a really nice fox.
Condra waved his wing in the direction of the incoming foxes without looking. The sharp metal feathers on his wing detached and shot out at the foxes.
