Orey's command stopped many of the apprentices in their tracks. These Wizard Apprentices were not old peasants temporarily conscripted by the nobles; they had received battlefield training in the Academy.
Now, they merely lacked experience.
However, many apprentices completely panicked. Even though Orey had given the order, they still ran back in blind panic, completely disregarding the increasingly serious expression on Orey's face in the sky.
"Still running?"
Orey shouted in anger, then pulled out a magic wand from his Magic Pocket and waved it at a fleeing apprentice.
Bang!
A pale purple lightning bolt shot from the wand and struck the apprentice directly.
Before the apprentice could activate his Magic Barrier, the lightning turned him into char.
"Anyone else who runs will end up like this!" Orey shouted loudly.
The example was a deterrent, and the remaining apprentices finally stopped in their tracks and began to arrange themselves according to Orey's commands.