Chapter 392 - Zrey no more (1/2)
Seeing the giant ball of fire light up the entire city caused the citizens to panic even more. It couldn't have possibly been anything but a powerful beast. No human would be able to achieve something so big. The last few who had chosen to stay in the city had now changed their mind and were trying their best to leave as soon as possible.
However, leaving the town wasn't an easy task. There were only two entrances into the city that was built underground, and this had caused a massive queue on either side. Not only that, but there weren't enough workers or knights to keep the whole commotion in order since they had been called to deal with the problem at the auction house.
A large crowd of people had gathered at each of the exits carrying all of their belongings. They continued to shove and push each other as if their lives were depending on it.
At one of the towers by the exit, the workers who were in charge of opening and closing the entrance were troubled with what to do. The standard procedure meant they had a routine they needed to go through before letting out each person from the town. This was to make sure the city of Zrey remained a secret to the outside.
An old man stood looking at the chaos below.
”It's clear as day to anyone watching this. This is the end of the town known as Zrey.” With that, he closed his eyes and said a little prayer. ”Open the doors, both of them. These people aren't animals; they can leave when they want. If the Dem's have a problem with it, they can come to me!” The man ordered.
Just then, from the tower off in the distance, he saw a large ball of fire incoming towards them in a projectile; as it hit the ground, it had erupted into flames.
”Quickly.” The old man said. ”We're getting out of here as well.”
In front of the auction house, the ball of fire had just been thrown by Ray. Not only was the attack massive, but it was strong as well. When one would use magic from a fire attack, they often didn't act like normal flames that fed off oxygen to keep itself burning. Instead, it would get its power from the user.
Once all the magic had been used up, that was put into the attack, the flames would disappear. As this happened, Ray looked at the scene in front of him, and there was nothing left. All the stalls that were once there were now turned into ashes.
However, when looking further ahead at where he had thrown the attack, something had surprised him. The yellow knights hadn't obliterated with the flames. Though they were all knocked out on the floor, their bodies have not disappeared. And not just that, but two of the knights remained standing on their feet—one who wielded a shield and one who wielded a sword.
These were the respective captains of their squads.
”Is it the yellow armor that saved them from the attack? There must be something more behind this than that meets the eye.” Ray thought.
The two captains felt they were duty-bound and continued to head forward. Even though they had seen such an inhuman action, they thought if such a person were to present an attack, they would have to be weak or low on power. No human would be able to have that amount of magical power.
Ray, seeing these two men march forward to him he suddenly came up with an idea.
”It seems like my fighting skills have rusted quite a bit,” Ray said as he walked down from the auction stairs and towards the two knights. ”I tell you what, cause I need to freshen up the fighting skills. I won't use any magic and just use my fists.”
The two knights looked at each other, slightly confused. Wasn't this man a mage? How is he able to deal with two experienced fighters? Still, he did wear the armor of that of a warrior, so his words might have actually held some truth.