How many priests were in the woods?
That was a difficult question to answer, but also a question that no one dared to think of. Benjamin had no idea what Divine Spell the bishop casted just seconds before his death, but, there was a high possibility that they would be surrounded by gold flames in the woods. Almost a thousand of them.
Benjamin clenched his fist.
He never thought the bishop would sacrifice himself for a counterattack even if the situation was immensely disadvantageous to them!
Due to the high temperature of the flame, the entire forest would start to burn, and the people trapped within would be swallowed by the fire no matter if they were Icor’s army or knights from the Kingdom of Helius. Only the mages could escape from that dire fate with their flying spells.
This was almost too cruel.
"Quick! Retreat! Everyone, leave this area!"
