Suddenly the hall echoed with a loud burst. Merlin couldn't help but duck down for a second despite knowing he can't get hurt.
Soon it was the same scene as last time, loss, destruction and pain.
His father was also down on ground cover by multiple layers of silver sheets and there was a faded blue light sparkling around him. The warlock magic. This has to be it. And with a sudden poof, Simon had disappeared. The blue light was still there and Merlin had no idea what to do with that so when it started moving, he followed. It was like a wave of jelly controlled by some external force and he couldn't think of anyone but a warlock. He hoped to find whoever was behind this as he ran past and through the ailing and angry creatures to keep up with the blue light.