A few hours after Crowley casted his spell.

Aksara finally broke free of his gilded seal. Cracks started forming on the cracked statue as smoke billowed out of the gaps. Then suddenly the entire area around him was enveloped by extreme heat as he exploded in a ball of flames. He roared from the top of his lungs the moment he got free. He knelt on the ground as he slammed his fits on the ground. "Damn it! I was so close! Those Brats from the Circle really piss me off!"

As he looked around and saw nothing but destruction he sighed as he snapped his fingers. Everything around him returned to normal. Then after a few moments of waiting countless flapping of wings arrived all around him. He stared at the fully grown adult dragons flying all around him as they slowly landed in front of him with their elongated heads subserviently bowing down towards him reverently.

He narrowed his eyes as an numerous more landed side by side as they all gathered and formed countless batallions. It was a co