As the members of Divine Smithing Sect had been locked up for over a decade, they were weak. Moreover, they were injured, so they had a hard time gaining an upper hand over the members of Evil Heart Sect.
At that, Quindon and the emissaries took off their masks to join the fight. The second Aislin saw her father, she darted over to him. However, when her gaze landed on his purple robe, disbelief entered her eyes. Nevertheless, it was not the right time for Quindon to explain everything to her. He could only focus on his fight against the members of Evil Heart Sect.
With Quindon and the emissaries joining in, the members of Evil Heart Sect started waning in the fight. Meanwhile, Malphas was hiding in a corner as he watched the battle unfold, not knowing what to do.
Tanner, who was floating in the air, could see everyone from his position. He showed no signs of anger despite noticing Malphas hiding in a corner.
There was no sorrow in Tanner’s eyes as he watched the members of Evil Heart Sect fall one after another, lifeless. It was as if those who died were nothing but strangers to him.
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