Viona soon found out why the knights followed the spirits obediently when she got to see the backline. The mages and the archers were dragged, leaving a trail of blood. Yeah, they all lost their limbs, whimpering in pain as snot and tears filled their faces.
That was right; they were whimpering and could not say anything. When they got closer to her, she finally understood why they could not speak. There was a trail of blood around their lips, and a few had blood flowing out from their mouths. The clear one, she saw some of them opened their mouths, and their tongues were gone.
Viona's heartbeat was rising as this was her first time facing such cruelty. She might get used to beheading her enemy and only suffered mild nausea, but this was on another level. She could feel her stomach churning, and she started to taste the acid in her throat. That was right; she was about to throw up.
—Don't! Hold it up and swallow it back. Don't show your weak side to him!
