Using the Power Circle to communicate, the Might of Torge immediately reached the others and without a second wasted, they all assembled on a plain land, near the east gate.
The people stopped panicking and rested. They were all tired from this single night. Now that there is a Rank Es Elementalist above them, they all relaxed. Although, deep within them, they were all anxious. If this Rank Es Elementalist changed his mind, they are all dead, no exceptions.
"The Conqueress? Why would she be here?" the Penta Elementalist Gamon looked as if he had heard something dumb.
Seeing these powerful individuals in the same place, King Isero felt a mountain on his back. When he learned that this old man is the Might of Torge, he had already expected Dragonian Sheran and Penta Elementalist Gamon are there too. Despite the expectation, he was still dumbfounded.
