Chapter 602: Among Demons
I stared at Borealis, my mouth hanging slightly agape, too surprised for even my tail to twitch. The crystalline bird hopped between my thighs, fidgeting with its wings. His thoughts and feelings continued to seep through the unfamiliar bond, as sure and distinct as Fable’s mind.
A powerful shockwave ripped across my wards, startling me back to my senses. I tried grabbing Borealis again, but he agilely sidestepped me, and I huffed. "Look, what do you mean the demons are here for me? Isn’t this Luke attacking the city?"
Powerful beacons of mana erupted from the courtyard below as several sixth-level mages unleashed spells at once. Beams of blinding sunlight lanced across the battlefield, incinerating dozens of scions. One landed directly on the fire demon that had led the charge, carving a glowing trail of sunpurge across its chest and forelimbs.
"Die, demon!" the commander shouted, kicking off the ground and lunging into the demon’s chest.
His battle axe lit up with a seventh-level technique, cracking right through the sunpurge-weakened armor. The ensuing explosion tore through the demon’s torso, blasting it into two smoking halves.
A rallying cry rose from the empire’s forces, and they charged forward, pushing the demons back out of the courtyard and into the restrictive confines of the streets.
Borealis cawed again, hopping onto Fable’s shoulder and waving his wings around.
"Fyren sent them? But..." I pursed my lips, glancing back toward the darker section of the city and the destruction caused by Fable’s fight with the inquisitors. "Could he really not hold them back?"
I turned back to the courtyard, only to meet the gaze of a sixth-level mage. My breath hitched as he pointed and shouted, and a dozen powerful auras locked onto us.