The Wailing sensed the scent on him, simultaneously turning to face this intruder of their hunting ground.
Seizing the momentary pause of the Wailing, Kurs took a deep breath, infusing all of his spiritual power into the shoddy Magic Wand in his hand.
"...Flame that burns all, may you incinerate with incomparable heat the sins lingering in the Mortal World!"
Scorching flames erupted from the tip of the wand, like arrows shot from a crossbow, striking precisely at one Wailing.
The burning Wailing fell soundlessly in pain.
Meanwhile, other Wailing charged towards him, deciding to tackle this greater nuisance before enjoying their delicious prey.
As Kurs retreated while Casting, he loudly called out to the juniors who were petrified with fear: "Get out of here! Why are you still standing there!"
The Apprentices woke from their daze, scrambling and climbing to flee to the other end of the passage.
After confirming they had gone far, Kurs sighed with relief.
