The shadows behind Jareb and Henry trembled, and two dark swords came out of them.
Right at that moment, the expressions of the two noble heirs turned grim and lost as the living shadows poisoned them and their swords moved towards them.
Bael, who couldn't perceive the living shadows as perfectly as everything else, quickly turned upon sensing them and pushed both of them out of the swords' paths.
The swords met air and zipped past his arms. His fists caught golden flames, and he swung them at the two living shadows.
A deafening explosion ran throughout the area as Bael used more than needed aura and blasted the living shadows to smithereens.
He immediately checked both of them, and a sound reached his ears.
"What was that?"
"Enemy attack?!"
"Knights, get ready!"
The remaining few knights of the command front came out of their tents and made way towards Bael.
