William was unbothered and unobstructed by anything; the remaining enemy soldiers parted like the Red Sea before him, terrified by the army of monsters that served as his personal guard.
Seeing him walking back startled everyone who caught sight of him, but Becky and Anjie, possessing a sharper intuition for his plans, immediately understood his intent.
"Bring all the wounded to the inner parts of the city!" Anjie's voice rang out, amplified by her spirit power. "There is a way to heal everyone! Clear the streets and move the fallen now!"
Her orders spread like wildfire amidst the weary, blood-soaked masters fighting in the city. After days of watching their comrades rot and bleed out from wounds that refused to close, a spark of hope ignited.
Lots of them started to look for their wounded friends, lifting them onto stretchers or carrying them on their backs, moving them steadily into the inner districts.
