"Argh... argh..." All of our enemies were dead. They couldn't even speak their final words. They were all obliterated. In a single blink of an eye. It was something unimaginable. Even the manticore died in that blast. Not enough life force to say something before he passed.
Their healer was the only one left alive, desperately trying to save herself, "Heal! Regeneration! Great Heal!" Green light surrounded her body but even after it disappeared, none of her wounds seem to heal back. "Why... why won't it work!? Heal! Great Heal! Regeneration!" She tried again and again but to no avail. None of her healing magic doesn't work.
A human-like figure came out of the Zieglind's body. It was none other than Lagrima. He flew over to Lily. "That won't work."
Lily looked up and her face turned pale. "The... Demon King? Why are you here?"
"That's what I should be asking you."
