Upon hearing that, Anne nodded and quickly towed Ross to hide behind Jared.
A glow surrounded Jared and pushed the black smoke away from him.
“Will that kill them all?” came Harold's voice as he asked the sorcerer.
“Don't worry, Prince Harold. This is a poisonous fog. Those who breathe it in will certainly die,” the sorcerer confidently replied.
Dozens of minutes later, the black smoke dissipated, and the people regained a clear sight of the room.
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