The Maze's refuge point, the line of defense upheld by the Assistant and the Magic Apprentices was as thin as a cicada's wings.
Even the legendary tale of the "Naked Hero" couldn't reverse the overwhelming power disparity between the two sides.
There were too many of them!
Wailings emerging from the walls seemed endless, continuously depleting the dwindling Magic Power of the patrolling Assistants.
After all, they were not particularly strong, just the leftovers from the High Tower, assigned to this hard patrol task.
Yet, it was precisely these ordinary people who, when faced with the folly committed by the crowned individual out of arrogance, displayed unprecedented courage and responsibility.
Even Kurs, who prided himself on cunning and cleverness, did not retreat at this crucial moment of crisis.
They had nowhere else to retreat!
An Assistant's Magic Shield shattered under the Wailing's claws.
