She slipped. Had Godfrey agreed to her demand, the future would become unknown. Everything she had known until now would become useless.
Her emotions swallowed her rationality, but all this was brushed aside as she faced off against two Bishops.
They had four arms. Two of the lower ones were crossed, while the left upper one held a thick book, and a tongue of blue flames burned on the other.
Their headpiece, a tall blue metallic hat resembling a bishop's mitre but with a more rigid, armoured appearance, matched the blue steel-like skin of the Bishops.
Two blue-tipped tassels dangled from both sides of the hat. These 8.5 lord-tier mage-type dungeon creatures launched huge fireballs the moment Godfrey and Isolde entered the hall.
Bastion manifested in Godfrey's grip, blocking the fireballs. He lifted the Bastion above his head and lowered his body as Isolde somersaulted, landing on the huge round shield.
