Rbq!
Noya shut up the moment she glanced over.
This was the aura of a big boss. Even if she was wrong, she would be rightfully wrong.
Mag watched as Merante was roasted in the Holy Light, and his eyelids twitched frantically. He glanced at Irina, who seemed rather drunk, and was worried if this would end up becoming medical malpractice.
After all, Merante was from the Ghost Clan. He would feel uncomfortable before the Holy Light.
The Holy Light continued shining on Merrante for three minutes. Other than the talismans, Mag could even see some black wisps being purified by the Holy Light.
Merante was already unconscious from the excruciating pain.
"Grandpa!" Noya wanted to rush up.
Mag held Noya back because Irina had started chanting her healing magic spells.
