Perhaps the power inside the castle exploded again, but Zich quickly rejected that idea after seeing the castle’s flames

‘It’s under control.’ The fire didn’t move like it was trying to burn the whole castle like last time. Flames were seeping out of the castle, but there was an obvious pattern in its movements.

‘Is the ritual already over?’ Was the information Romanne received actually part of a trick?

‘If that’s the case, I have to reevaluate my assessment of the Iron Tribe King.’ But that was a task for a later time. It was clear that the sudden flames would not be favorable for the allied forces.

“What do you think about that?” Zich asked Lyla.

“At the very least, I don’t think it benefits us.” It seemed Lyla had the same thought as Zich.

Crack!

“Kuh!”

In the meantime, the war continued. Zich struck one of the Iron Tribe elves coming his way and killed them. And as the war continued on—

Pop! A huge clump of dirt from the center shot up towards the air.

“Sir Zich! It’s Snoc’s signal!” Hans shouted. Lyla also sharply stared at the clump of dirt.

“I suppose something is really coming.” Snoc’s signal meant that the hole he created had to be erased as the situation would no longer allow him...