With pupils wide open like blood holes, Rolandar finally swallowed his last breath, his soul returning to the Nest City far from the earth, held aloft by thousands of Bone Spears.
The deafening explosion echoed several kilometers away on the battlefield, startling both armies locked in fierce combat, many soldiers even halting their actions, staring blankly towards it.
What has happened?
No one knew.
Except for Theresa, who guessed vaguely at something as she watched Erin rush into the forest, the faces of most were marked with confusion.
Including the startled Ratmen.
Though anxious, Theresa knew now was not the time to worry about Princess Aileen.
She gritted her teeth, raising her blood-stained Riding Spear high, and shouted loudly to the Citizen Cavalry behind her.
"It's Saint Sis's Magic! The Holy Light stands with us! For glory, for faith! Charge with me! Drive these Devils from the Abyss back into the Abyss!"
