Uff, Kael stood suspended in the sky, staring emotionless at Onver's falling body with the conspicuous hole visible on his chest, piercing his right lung.
*Puff.* When the body entered the mist, a puff sound resonated throughout the entire mist.
Kael remained suspended in the sky, overseeing the events below, with one of his wing bases continuously bleeding. The large sphere of light above his head cast a glow of hope in the entire VIP area of the banquet where the mist was present.
He witnessed the helpless struggle of commoners against the undead, the brave front line of mercenaries, the rear of magicians casting spell to help out the , main force of Aura users who foughy in front line. Most of the survivors outside the mist and undead zone, who were safe recognized karl. When the onlookers determined that the figure floating in the sky was Kael, they began to chant.
"System! System! System!"
