Blaming the late Glemos would have just reinforced the hate toward Emperor Beasts and the citizens of Ne'sra would have lived in fear of another attack.
"Great Mage Verhen." Solus mumbled in reply.
"I beg your pardon?" The Captain asked.
"That's Great Mage Verhen for you, not Lady Verhen." Solus snarled. "Also, I don't have to explain anything to you. We are innocent until proven otherwise. Your words sound like the pathetic attempt of an incompetent man to rationalize his failure to protect the city."
"How dare-" A flare of Solus' eyes had the entire detail fall onto their knees with their hands on the ground.
The yellow streak in her hair lit up slightly as the flight spells of the mages failed them, making them crash on the ground with the grace of bricks. The mages groaned in pain, the lucky ones had broken their ribs and legs but could still use their hands to heal themselves.
