Crisis (1)

“We can’t just dawdle here and wait. We need to help Khedira kill that woman. The Green Spirit is one of the best familiars in the Northland Alliance. Since she controls the spirit, she must be someone special,” Marylin finally stood up as she said with a worried expression.

“You can go. We’ll stay here,” one of the male wizard apprentices said. He absolutely didn’t want to return to that place.

“You clearly don’t understand! If Khedira dies, we won’t escape that woman’s attack!” Marylin yelled.

“But if we go, we’ll end up becoming a pile of ash!” the male wizard apprentice answered.

“Khedira told us to leave because there’s nothing we can do to help. Even if we go back, the situation won’t change. I suggest we go back to the entrance and inform Khedira’s knights of what happened,” Griffia said with a calm demeanor.

“Yea! I agree with that,” the male wizard apprentice said.

Angele never spoke, only standing there while listening to their exchange.