“Power?”

“Yes, power. Even if he kidnapped all of you guys, that power must have given him the resolution to start a war with all the tribes.”

The elves looked serious. Some glanced at the burning castle.

“Are the flames burning that castle perhaps…”

“Yes, it’s the manifestation of that power.”

It was a frightening power that could engulf a gigantic castle into a sea of flames in an instant. Besides, since elves lived in a forest, they couldn’t help but feel more threatened by fire.

“Do you think the Iron Tribe King is still alive? Actually, I’m amazed how we are alive right now,” Lyla asked. When the door opened and a burst of flames shot out, Lyla thought she would die. If it wasn’t for Zich, Lyla was sure that she would have died in the basement. 

‘Truthfully, I don’t even know how we were able to get out.’ Lyla had closed her eyes at the incoming flames, but she didn’t feel the intense heat she had expected. She simply felt something wrap her body and lift her up. When she opened her eyes, Zich was already going down the staircase with her and Romanne in his arms. 

The flames that enveloped their surroundings didn’t approach them. Instead, they made a path for...