THE APOSTLES STOLE MY BRIDE
Looking down at the people beneath them, the Apostles were the kings among kings and men below.
The Apostles had a graceful and powerful demeanor that commanded the respect of his followers. But behind that grace was an aura of killing.
Instead of holding a religious scripture, they held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other. The Apostles weren't preachers, they were warriors and conquerors.
I could sense a strong aura of magic from these Apostles even though they were up in the sky. They weren't templars or conjurers, but they possessed strong magic of some sort.
These people weren't the average opponents that I dealt with before.
If I had to put the power of these opponents on the scale of templar magic, they were at least three or four tiers above my templar magic. There was no way for me to compete against such powerful beings.
And Eirot was in their hands.
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