Three weeks have passed by in a flash. Ever since the meeting with the Nephilim, the group received intensive training and mentoring from the two seniors. Today, the combat magus summoned and gathered them all.
"I am sorry, brothers and sister. I wish to spend more time with all of you, but unfortunately, I have been called to the frontline once again." Lord Izta said, his passion was less than usual.
The news did not come as a shock as everyone had expected it. However, Emery and his friends couldn't help but feel a little sentimental since this event did not only mark the separation between them and the combat magus, but also between the group.
Prior to this gathering, Thrax had taken the decision to join the combat magus to go to the frontline, as that would be the fastest way for the brute to comprehend the law he chose – the Law of Slaughter.
