The situation was officially catastrophic—no, it had galloped far past catastrophe.
With the man halting just before the gates, Sezel's puppet was safe. At least for the moment.
Not for long, though. Sezel wasn't naïve enough to believe in mercy from the universe.
Sezel was pinned to the ground by an unbearable invisible force that had descended upon the whole area and the source of it was most likely the man whose back was pierced by the ice shard.
But the mystery still remained, The ice shard had pierced through his back, but there is no blood. What in the hell is this guy.
Instead of blood and tearing of flesh, when the ice shard made it through the man's robe, it sounded like it had hit some metallic object.
For one reckless nanosecond, Sezel even entertained the idea the guy was wearing iron armor under those ridiculous flowing robes.
That would answer… well, not everything, but at least something. Then, once again, reality stomped gleefully on his logic.
