Leonel's smile didn't fade as he finally released Aina's waist. He slipped off the back of the lion beast and his figure flickered. With a speed that was difficult to spot, he appeared atop the walls. He wore a calm expression as the 10 million troops below rumbled into motion.
His actions didn't seem to make much sense. Down below, his own army, which was only a fraction of the size, was in a precarious situation and there very clearly wasn't any time to open the city gates without also risking the entry of Xavnik's army as well. It looked as though Leonel's people would be crushed first, before Simona's people followed soon afterward.
This was clear to everyone, except for Leonel himself, apparently.