Leon didn't call everyone to act together; otherwise, with three Red Dragons, one Blue Dragon, one Green Dragon, and one Bronze Dragon, he wouldn't even have a chance to make a move.
It wasn't as if they were attacking the Talia Alliance, which was formidable, with Raffi's docks housing so many steel magic statues that weren't just decorative. Nor was it an assault on the Empire, which, though weakened, was still a camel bigger than a horse...
Careful planning was not in Leon's current considerations. He didn't wait for Cecilia to gather intelligence; instead, after having a good meal and drink, he set off.
Leon had met the Green Dragon before but not the Black Dragon. He decided to pay the Black Dragon a visit and flapped his wings, flying toward the swamp. It didn't take him long to arrive above the swamp.
