"Enemy attack!"
In his sleep, Orhan twitched slightly and murmured unconsciously, "Kill, kill all of Mahmud II's lackeys!"
Suddenly feeling a warm moisture on his face, he hazily awoke from an intense dream of battle, opening his eyes to meet the golden round eyes of his giant dragon companion, a fierce Sharp Claw Dragon, licking his face like a little dog.
He was stunned for a moment, hearing the horn sound signifying an enemy attack, then sprang from his bed like a spring: "It's not a dream, the enemy has really come!"
He slapped the dragon's head firmly: "Fool, didn't I tell you to wake me at the first sign of disturbance?"
The Sharp Claw Dragon, attuned to his spirit, rolled its eyes and rushed out of the tower together with Orhan.
The melodious horn sound penetrated the rain curtain, awakening the entire city.
Everywhere, Greek soldiers donned their armor and hurried back to their posts.
A streak of lightning flashed, momentarily illuminating the dark world.
