No one moved to follow God's warriors as they retreated.
The humans remained where they were, while Noah's forces made no attempt to close the distance either. Even the two Archons that had stopped their advance retreated to the edge of the Holy Field, leaving the battlefield strangely frozen despite the fight having only just begun.
The only thing that kept the moment from feeling unreal was the muffled screeching still coming from within Noah's sphere. Every cry that escaped through the raging mana confirmed what everyone had just witnessed: one of God's warriors had been overwhelmed in a single exchange.
For the humans, that realization struck at the confidence the Church had only just managed to restore. They had entered the battle believing God's warriors would be the ones capable of confronting the demon, only to watch one disappear into Noah's attack almost immediately.
