While Evelyn was busy slaughtering his followers, Morten made his move.
He had sent his second in command to deal with the young woman that had brazenly charged into the fray and was certain that his best man would succeed. After all, his strongest adjutant was at the high tier of the mage rank and was capable of using the very rare shadow magic. No normal low tier mage would stand a chance against him.
"All of you, carve a path for me to the carriages. I'll take care of my niece personally." Morten said, giving a command to the strike squad that would be going with him.
He had fifteen of his personal soldiers by his side to assault the camp while his other men attacked at range and spread out the guards' formation. If everything went to plan, he would quickly break through and eliminate the last obstacle that could prevent him from becoming the next head of the Taidale Family.
