It all happened in a flash. Faster than the transmission of the sound. Hael started to dislocate the priest's necks as if they were watermelons until none of them were left. Only the burning children were left, and immediately Hale started to pull them all down from the pedestal and use his water magic by using the sweat of the people around. It was the only source of water available, and by using it, he could save some of the children.
"WHY DID YOU COME SO LATE? MY FRIEND! MY FRIENDS! THEY ARE ALL DEAD!" One of the girls started to cry, and indeed, she said only a handful of children were alive, and they too were mostly in bad conditions.
"I am sorry," Hael muttered. It was barely audible, but he was truly guilty. Had he not been occupied by that damn Butler, then perhaps he could have saved them. But now was not the time to be sad; he needed to save them, and the only way was by mass teleportation.
