"Quick... go, the teacher can’t withstand it much longer!"
When the element enchantment collapsed and the huge group of patrol guards rushed into the valley, in a dark tunnel beneath the valley, three mages were hurrying along.
When they felt the tremors from above, the short mage nudged the taller mage’s back, and said in an anxious tone.
"What are you flustered about? Don’t forget that we are now protectors, carrying a heavy responsibility." The tall mage pushed his friend’s hand away, he turned and said, "the teacher said, no matter what happens, we cannot panic!"
The short mage was shocked, and with a victimized look on his face he said, "but...but...what if the teacher is killed by them?"
"How can that be? What are you thinking about? Even a bullet could not kill the teacher, how can the people of the church kill him? The people of the church are a waste of space, everyone knows it."
