Righteousness

Han Jin slowly stirred the huge ship in the air. Thick black mist filled the space below them like the shell of an enormous turtle, covering everything across dozens of miles. According to the rumors, the Abyssal Mages were not affected by the mist at all, but how do the humans from Fort Maxine live? It's not as if they were from the Abyss!

"My Lord, if we fly so low, what if the Abyssal Mages attack us?" Ronning worriedly asked. At least a hundred Abyssal Mages were hiding inside the black mist, and even someone as powerful as Guevara had suffered a loss at their hands. Roning didn't think this huge ship could be sturdier than Guevara. 

"Master Jeddes, do you have any suggestions?" Han Jin turned toward Jeddes. 

"Light magic can indeed stop the spread of darkness, but I would need at least a regiment of priests. A single person's power alone is still too insignificant," Jeddes quietly replied after observing the black mist below.