Boom!
"Help, help..."
"Someone's invading..."
The mages who were burned by the black flames screamed miserably as they rolled on the ground, but the sand and soil they touched only became fuel to the fire.
Ash walked forward with his hands in the pockets of his dark red coat, stepping over the gruesome corpses and emerging from the thick smoke.
Igula took out a perfume bottle from her skirt's hem and sprayed it on her waist and the back of her neck to dispel the strong tar smell. Gwen followed behind, offering eye drops and a hot towel, because earlier Igula unleashed a widespread spiritual shock, which not only consumed magic power but also severely pressured the optic nerves, requiring immediate eye care if possible.
