Unexpected

—voom!!

—voom!!!

—voom!!!

The silhouette of several figures rushing through the crack in the ceiling appeared.

"Oh my god" in the middle of these silhouettes, the great mage could be seen with a look of horror on his face as he looked down at the bodies in front of him.

50 recruits, The cream of the crop among cold-blooded killers, all laid dead, mutilated before his very eyes. It was an unsettling sight.

"It's not your fault, Brother Damien" one of the Elders soothed the great mage. Even though they sat side by side right now, most of them were actually his elders. Sometimes they forgot that he was still young and inexperienced in the field of leadership.

"No, I'm at fault here" the great mage shook his head. If he hadn't insisted that they ramp up the recruitment exercises, the pool wouldn't have gotten so weak that that Demon could break free.