The House of Winston’s sorcerers would not get wiped out that easily, however. Although they were only a second-rate sorcerer clan compared to the Berkeleys, the Tudors, and the Normans, they still numbered in the hundreds. However, the Winston family’s sorcerers were being killed so quickly tonight that it was a little scary.
Eight of their sorcerers had already died in a short duration of ten minutes, but they still did not know who the attacker was.
When someone went to question the eyewitnesses, all of them claimed it was done by someone in a white mask who moved elusively among them. In addition to the stormy weather affecting their vision and hearing, they had also encountered a really formidable enemy this time. It was a situation that frightened the House of Winston.
There were only three sorcerers in the entire clan who were more powerful than Archmage Devonshire. If even Devonshire could be ambushed, how many other sorcerers could withstand sneak attacks of this level?
But the Winston family could not understand something. Based on what the patrolling guards and some of the residents had said, it was clear it was a pursuit between two strangers that began in Winston City. It supposedly had nothing to do with the Winston family.
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