The array around them was vibrating violently. They were wrapped within a transparent layer. On closer inspection, they discovered that it was a fireball that had fallen right at them. It was noisy in front, and it looked like there were a couple of figures floating in the air, in the midst of battle. Different spells and sorcery flew about in the sky. The ground was burned. From time to time, bolts of lightning would strike down from the sky. There were also all sorts of sorcery charging down. That was exactly what that fireball was.
The group: "…" What was going on?
Hong Meng turned pale. He had forgotten that this was where he had placed the exit. With panic and awkwardness in his voice, he said, "Sorry, my lord. I opened the exit in the wrong direction. Please come back this way." With that, he turned around and opened yet another passageway.
The few of them looked at him suspiciously and followed him through the passage, leaving the battlefield behind.
