Chapter 86:- 1 vs 20,000 Ascenders [II]

William's mind was a tempest, awash with the horror of what had just transpired, but he knew he had no time to dwell on the loss of the old wizard. A chilling realization settled over him as he understood the cold, unfeeling nature of these mind-controlled puppets. They were devoid of conscience, empathy, or even self-preservation. They were tools, instruments of destruction, willing to annihilate one another in their relentless pursuit of their target.

The puppet who had attacked William from behind, causing the death of its ally, was another Ascender, and this one was a mage. Clad in a flowing robe adorned with intricate symbols, she brandished a slender, elegant magic wand that hummed with an magical energy. Her eyes, too, were dead and emotionless, her face a mask of serene detachment as she scanned the shadows for her prey.