'I was fated to be the chimera monster. Was Jack also fated to be captured by them?' He wondered.
'Moreover, the fact that there existed people outside the fog means bad news for me. The backup I thought I had from the viscounty will not arrive. For all I know, they could have all died.'
While thinking that, Zephyr still had a tiny bit of hope that the Storm Tower would send help. After all, mages were very thorough while doing everything. They will not risk anything by leaving it to chance or luck.
'Until they see what happened to the lighthouse with their eyes, they will not be satisfied. I am hopeful…'
He looked at the necromancer gloomily.
Anyways, it was time for their battle to begin. It was time to see the result of all the preparations he had made.
Zephyr stopped speaking and stood there without moving.
Watching it, the necromancer smiled.
"Are you ready to give up?" He asked.
"Not really." Zephyr shrugged.
"Then, what are you doing?"
