Isaiah regained consciousness from the coma, feeling soreness all over her body, and instinctively opened her mouth to call for help.
"Mmm... mmm..."
It was only then she realized that her hands and feet were all bound by enchanted ropes that restricted witchcraft.
Her mouth and eyes were also covered by black cloth.
Who?
Who did this?
Isaiah struggled desperately, barely allowing her eyes to see a sliver of light, and three figures appeared in her vision.
It's them!
Before losing consciousness, Abyssal Demons had launched a massive invasion of the base, and under the Wizard's command, Isaiah reached the frontline.
While fighting with the Abyssal Demons, she felt a pain at the back of her head and then blacked out.
The pain at the back of her head persisted, indicating that not much time had passed.
This was a donkey cart enchanted with witchcraft, and she lay on the board, her body swaying with the cart's movement.
"Awake."
Claude, riding a horse, spoke coldly:
