Suddenly, a single footstep echoed from within the blazing flames. The sound was calm. Steady. Yet the moment it rang out, countless hearts skipped violently.
The Guild Captain's face stiffened instantly while the Jackal Chief's pupils contracted sharply.
Thud!
Another footstep followed.
Slowly, the flames began to part from the center as though pushed away by an invisible force. Then a figure walked out from the inferno.
Silver hair danced beneath the scorching heat while deep blue eyes glowed coldly within the sea of flames.
Thoren walked out calmly without the slightest trace of panic on his face. Around him stood five undead shield soldiers with their massive shields raised firmly.
The shields glistened beneath the raging flames as if the attacks had never touched them. Additionally, not a single arrow managed to pierce through their defenses.
Not a single spell bypassed the shields.
