Barrack’s trusted aide was not mistaken. When the grenade suddenly exploded in the dark, Barrack and his men were all shocked by the explosion, and even Melgor was trembling in fright. But as the campfires had been put out, Barrack’s trusted aide did not really get a clear look, so he couldn’t be sure.
Barrack said, “What the hell are you talking about? How could Melgor possibly get frightened by his own spell? Hurry up and rein in the horses. If they get spooked, our subsequent plans are done for!”
Seeing that no one was around them, Melgor looked at Milo in shock and said, “What was that?”
“Keep reciting the incantations. If you have any questions, ask them later!” Milo ordered.
Honestly, it had been a long time since Milo had thrown a grenade through the Shadow Door. Now that he picked up his old combo again and recalled the days when he had just become a supernatural being, it actually felt a little nostalgic.
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