But for the Cruising bishop, this strike seemed to pierce directly through his vulnerability; in severe pain, his vision was momentarily engulfed in crimson red.
He staggered and fell to the ground under the surprised gaze of the soldiers, then, amidst despair and helplessness, he 'had no choice' but to activate the bishop-exclusive Divine Mark of help.
However, the signal for help was controlled by the Nightmare who had been prepared, not spreading out but instead purposefully transmitted to its own prey.
Then, the Black Gate's believers emerged from the shadows again, entering combat with the prison guards.
Everything was within the plan.
The Nightmare Sage quietly floated in the dimness, with anticipation and a smile, watching a trail of fire gradually appear on the horizon.
The chaos had continued for so long, presumably the city was now concentrating more forces here, but before their arrival, his goal would be achieved.
