Alexis could do nothing to overturn the situation. She watched as the two elders fought the soldiers with their lives. All she could do was hold her sword and release her spiritual energy in preparation to fight for her life.
Corpses sprawled across the stairway up to the fourth floor. Many of the Eastwell soldiers had fallen too. But considering the few thousand soldiers that remained, their loss was negligible.
The two strong elders of Holy Division undeniably put up a good fight, they stopped the soldiers from ascending the fourth floor.
With every strike of the sword, two to three soldiers would fall.
"Worthless trash!" someone scolded from beneath. The whole hall started shaking.
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