Lava eruption

The entire battlefield was filled with people, people of all kinds of species, and Sebastian's team could see the stark difference between their team and the team that their enemy brought with her.

Lucas looked at his King, his forehead wrinkled as he gulped.

Judging from the overview only, it looked like Azrael's team was around 3 times more in number than their team.

Though the team didn't only consist of witches and had more rogue humans and other humans who wanted to fight against them, it was still an alarming fact for them.

As much as he didn't want to think negatively and bring down his morale already, he couldn't unsee the reality right in front of them.

"Sir," Lucas whispered.

Sebastian, who was looking directly at Azrael and the mainland witches behind her, turned his head slightly to look at his subordinate.

The chains on his shoulders moved with each little movement and Lucas sighed.