Bell looked up. "The Grandmaster suddenly…!"
Iba powered up. "Yeah… he's in an entirely other realm compared to us."
Roselle chuckled. "It doesn't matter. Our leader will not fail. Venators, charge!"
The swarm of hooded figures flooded the streets, attempting to break into the barrier.
Iba took a step forward, but quickly found himself unable to move. "Arrrgh…! Not again!"
Roselle looked him in the eyes. "Oh… can't move? It's alright baby… I'll free you… as my slave."
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Celena and Bell tried to fight off the onslaught of people.
"They're all decently strong…!" Celena said as she cut one down.
Bell blasted a few away with his flames. "I can't conjure enough firepower!"
"I don't have much either. It must be much more complex than a simple anti-magic field…"
Katheryne suddenly dropped to her knees. "Ugh…"
The guild members tended to her. "Katheryne! Are you okay!! We need you to stay up!!"
