Without Reason

The blaring sound of a horn tore across the skies. 

The perfect formation of predator birds was instantly shaken. Their riders, which had spent years learning how to tame these wild beasts, were suddenly at a loss. It felt as though they were riding bucking bulls. 

White Knight Diore's gaze sharpened. Despite the while reaction of his predatory bird was equally as wild, his feet remained attached as though they had been sown together. 

'This noise.' 

Khaled locked onto a particular direction. Even though his eyes saw nothing in that spot, he trusted his senses. There was most definitely an enemy right there. 

Leonel felt the White Knight's aura lock onto him. The feeling was like being gripped by the hands of death.