The warning came a little too late for Jean since he was already pinned to the ground by the Black WInged Dragon that appeared out of nowhere. A vicious roar left its mouth, followed by a deafening screech that caused the beasts in the vicinity to run away in a scurrying manner.
Not only was the Black Winged Dragon fast, but it was also one of the few beasts that were at the top of the food chain. Some even called it the guardian of the Beast Dimension, not because it was a literal guardian, but because everything played out in the palm of its hand and it does whatever it wants. If it wants to burn down a portion of the Beast Dimension then it would do so without mercy. If it wants to annihilate a group of beasts, then there was nothing the beasts in question could do but await their impending doom. It was always like that.