Moments earlier…
"Lock?" Noah echoed with wide eyes. He had no idea what she meant by that, but he did notice that he had indeed lost connection with the people from the city. He could only look at Sagan as he called the knight through telepathy.
"Noah Rocco!" Alessa grabbed the storm witch and threw her away like venting her frustration on the poor witch. She then went to grab Noah's collar with her other hand. "If you don't answer me, I will break it and—"
"Break it?" Antigua reformed herself after she dealt with the level eights by leaving them to the other sloth demons. "How are you planning to do that?"
Alessa turned behind her with a spin as she jumped away, stomping on the storm witch. The wild rains were now dissipating, but everyone else was still locked in a fight with the level nines that were summoned through the blood of the witches.
It's just that the Order's field commander was now growling at Noah.
