1395 Retreat 3

On the other side of the compound, at the southern gate, similar worries were also shared by a half-blood grand magus. There was gloom in the figure's eyes as he raised his head, staring at the approaching elf fleet.

"They came much faster than expected." The Wolf bloodline Patriarch scowled. Turning his gaze away, he approached Emery and grabbed the unconscious Altus from his back before slowly setting the supreme being down to the ground.

Immediately, the patriarch checked the former headmaster's condition. Silence enveloped the area for a while as the man focused, while Emery said nothing. With his proficiency in the metal element, Lucius was able to break the chains on Altus' body and dissipate the power of the glowing runes. 

"Master... it's Lucius... I came to save you. Can you hear me…?"