A black light burst out, and just as it was about to engulf Jaren, he stepped back as if he had anticipated everything, moving out of the black light's range.
'... You knew?'
Surely, that couldn't be the case...
Siana could only watch in bewilderment as her precious strength was wasted. She had never imagined that Camilla would follow Carl instead of Yusuf.
Kwaaaaang!
A deafening explosion erupted from the torrent of power, sending shockwaves across the battlefield.
Everyone could see it clearly.
Even Carl, who was far away, noticed it.
"Follow me!"
"Huh? What—huh? Huh? Huh?!"
The commander of the light cavalry on the right wing was startled by a rider who suddenly broke formation and charged ahead wildly.
The reason he didn't immediately curse at the reckless rider was that he had just heard the unmistakable voice of His Excellency, the Archduke, coming from the very man waving the flag.
Whoosh.
Thud! Thud!
The rider at the front threw away his helmet.
