"Is it just me or this battle seems fishy?"
With the experience of fighting fiends, Adam couldn't help but verbalise the bullshit he was seeing.
[You're right. Something's truly amiss here.] Even Endevil agreed with Adam's words.
He saw the multitude of fiends and spectres battling against men and women in shining armours with knit brows. The adventurers weren't standing as audience as their spells and strikes dealt massive damage to the opposition.
But how did the army of fiends which were known for their ruthlessness and insane strength became weak and fragile?
Watching the red complexioned demons being shaved out of their strength, Adam's sixth sense began to tingle. Immediately, he knelt on one knee and watched how the event develops without revealing his presence.
There were many archers stationed on the walls. They all stared at Adam like an alien from outer space. Noticing that this reaction would give away his position, he asked them to look away and be vigilant.
