Julius' eyes lit up literally as a blazing arrow of golden flames emerged from the tip of Yevian's wand.
"You solved it."
His voice had turned hoarse and tired.
Yevian merely smirked, as he unleashed his spell.
The golden arrow was sent blasting through the air where it collided with the Red Goblin King's great axe.
Boom.
A deathly city of smoke rose up.
Yevian yelled out to Julius through the smoke.
"Run to the corners of the room. This whole place is about to blow."
Julius nodded.
He tried to drag Savel out but remembered he had injured his shoulder earlier.
"Can you lift out Savel?"
He yelled through the smoke.
Yevian responded with a muffled word.
"Sure."
"Wind Silvia."
A small wind platform materialized under Savel lifting out her sorrowed state to the corner of the room. Julius sprinted out to the edges of the room himself.
He could hear a loud unavoidable whirring sound.
