Still, there were three more of them remaining, and the attendant knew he would have to hurtle back towards his Earl at an even faster rate if they wished to stop the fleeing group of raiders.
"…" None were more surprised than Earl Hellan himself, as he saw those objects of terror struck down so easily. It was as if someone had waved a hand through an illusion, proving that they were not real. He felt himself to be a fool.
Vol heard the announcement, and he looked over his shoulder, seeing the man that had struck his summons down. A man in the level 300s, a Third Boundary man. It was no wonder that he had dealt with them so easily. It was to be expected from the start, and yet still Vol felt a degree of irritation seeing those monsters that he had worked so hard to be able to conjure dispelled so easily.
"FORRRRWARDDD!" He bellowed, challenging that rage into a shout, filled with Command.
