Then he couldn't look away anymore, the Swindler's gaze seemed to hold a deadly charm that enticed one to fall. Suddenly, everything went silent around him, as if he were a moth in boundless darkness, with the Swindler as his only light.
"Bart!"
When the voice of the Mercury Wooden Horse awakened Bart, he found himself already outside the Holy Domain. Fear filled his heart as he quickly retreated, trying to return to the safe zone. But in that brief moment, a haunting dark shadow flashed across his vision.
It was the Death Herald Black Crow.
Then Bart heard a gentle sound of the wind, it was the sound of blood splattering from his throat, like the call of the Death Herald Black Crow. His head soared skyward, and his body collapsed with a thud.
"Don't look at them!" Mercury Wooden Horse warned sternly, "Focus on casting!"
Although another Black Feather Mage was successfully lured out and killed, Igula's expression did not show any joy, and his mood grew heavier.
