Benjamin and the King remained in the tent, they could hear an uproar startomg outside of the tent which was quiet before. Tens of thousands of shoulders started marching, their footsteps like a rising tide.
"...What should we do?" The king panicked, everything has developed beyond his imagination.
Benjamin was still calm--when accidents happen, he has gotten used to it.
"Run." He shook his head and said helplessly.
A great amount of water vapor has been conjured by Benjamin, and it created a violent wind, which took the whole tent apart, Benjamin and the King were exposed under the night sky. The soldiers within the encampment that have gathered saw the tent being blown up and were stunned.
That moment, General Rexton who still tried to cover his bleeding wound looked at Benjamin, stunned.
Benjamin looked back at him with eyes filled with disappointment. He did not say anything, but took the King with him as he flew up.
