It happened so fast! All he could hear were the screams of his comrades.
They had put so much at stake to come all the way to this place because the princess was that important.
After so much searching, they had finally found her. They'd be able to make her happy, to let her rest.
That was the least consolation. There was royal blood; finally, the ritual was going to be complete. The second coming was very nigh.
All they needed to do was propagate the gateway for their return.
It was just that alone.
And someone, a completely unknown and unexpected variable, had appeared and messed up their plans!
The cult leader's mind ran helter-skelter, discombobulated by the reality before him.
A blade burning with black flames and yellow sparks pointed directly at his eyes.
But he didn't seem to care at the moment; all that was in his mind was his aggravating failure.
'Why? Why? Why? Why have I failed her?!' his mind cried.
