When the dust had settled, there wasn't a single mercenary who was standing.
It was even hard to find a single mercenary who was still alive since the one that had thrown the pink flames hadn't held back at all.
Many of the mercenaries and the bear mounts had been burnt to a crisp with the pink flames.
The smell wasn't a good one, it was the smell of something that had been completely burnt to a crisp. It was a smell that seemed like it was very toxic and wasn't good for the body to breathe in.
But the senior brothers and sisters didn't seem to mind it at all as they just stood there in shock.
It was clear by the looks on their faces that there wasn't a single one of them who had expected to see something like this.
They snapped out of it in the end as they realized that it wasn't over yet.
