Several pitch-black magic bats flew in first, followed by Alchemist Tic and a small squad of half-human sentinels.
Tic's face was full of worry, but he didn't speak, instead casting a glance at the half-human natives gathered here.
Rafael immediately understood his meaning, silently opening his domain to envelop the few of them, and a soundproof barrier was completed in an instant.
It was then that Tic anxiously began to speak. "Master Rafael, the situation outside is very bad, a large number of undead are converging in this direction!"
"Has something happened? Could it be our position has been exposed?" Rafael's expression changed slightly; even though he had anticipated bad news from Tic, he hadn't expected it to be this severe.
Yoland immediately glanced at the assembly of half-human natives present.
He suspected that these people had leaked their information.
