"What happened?!"
Inside the Command Hall of Gray Thorn Castle, flickering with Amber Magic Flow Light, the strongmen stared in shock at the old knights like Luns falling down in pain, eyes wide with amazement.
Because everything happened so suddenly, many strongmen were stunned on the spot, appearing completely at a loss.
The old knights lay agonizingly on the ground, bodies twitching incessantly, their aged armor rubbing against the floor, producing a harsh thud.
In their astonishment, several healing-class strongmen instinctively cast various healing and Purification Spells on the old knights, yet as gentle and warm Energy Waves passed over them, they had no effect, only cradling the old knights in their arms temporarily.
"Your Majesty, underneath the Castle, below..."
Luns' heavily wrinkled face was still ashen, desperately speaking to Leo Ray: "There's... someone..."
