"Well, well… over a hundred of you bullying just four youngsters, is that what I'm seeing here?"
"Brothers! What does the kingdom's law say again? Ganging up on the weak is immoral, shameful, utterly depraved—it offends both gods and men!"
"Follow me—KILL!"
With a thunderous roar from their commander, the allied forces of the church and the royal family surged into Lioncrest Academy's main hall. They didn't waste a single breath on words—everyone they saw, they struck down.
Yet curiously, as they passed Francis and the others, it was as if they had all gone blind. None of their attacks ever touched Alan's group, not even by accident.
In just moments, nearly half of the Lioncrest students had fallen. The allied force numbered about fifty—plenty to take down one opponent each with ease.