After a couple of minutes, the horrifying screams of the High Mage stopped.
Jerald stood up and stepped away from the desecrated corpse. He cleaned his robes of the blood and looked at Shang.
"The next phase of the plan needs another two hours of preparation. For now, I only need you to stay with the three High Mages. If we need you, someone will call you."
Shang nodded.
He knew the plan, and he knew that the next step was crucial.
Shang walked away and entered Swamp Lake City.
As he walked through the streets, he saw many uncertain and terrified commoners. The assault had only happened two hours ago, and they were still uncertain about what would happen to them.
Yet, they were not the ones that had to be afraid. Jerald didn't care about them.
The ones that had to be afraid were the True Mages.
A True Mage already counted as someone quite powerful in the five Kingdoms, and many of them were already decision-makers.
