Chapter 119: A Matter of Mood (10)
The barrier formed by integrating the entire legion’s power didn’t seem like it was working at all. Just looking at Gith-Za-Rai’s expression made that clear.
The Ashen Knight had stopped moving, but he didn’t appear troubled in the slightest. The geometric circuits etched into his dark gray armor flashed.
Pshht!
A massive sphere of light shot into the air from his orange-glowing gauntlet. I instinctively turned to look at Isabelle.
Her eyes widened. She swallowed hard and gripped the hilt of her sword tightly. She looked utterly powerless. The moment the world turned blindingly bright, the massive sphere exploded.
Booooom!
The massive sphere exploded, scattering thousands—no, tens of thousands of light beams in all directions.
Death and destruction. The chaos was brief, but the silence that followed was long. The weight of instant annihilation and devastation settled over everything.
However, not everyone died. Isabelle, a few others, and I had survived by standing behind Gith-Za-Rai. The Ashen Knight tilted his head, mildly irritated that some had lived, and began walking toward us.
"R-run..."
I swallowed my words and glanced around. No one was in any state to flee.
"Uh... uhhh!" Gith-Za-Rai gasped raggedly as she was riddled with holes like a beehive.