Back on the bridge…
Some minutes earlier.
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After the vanguards left the bridge, things grew far more dire. At this point, the Nagas who were in the lake had all decided to surface at once, and it was hell for the cadets who had to hold them back.
But it was especially exhausting for Athena, who struggled to keep as many people as she could alive. The number of daffodils that she had brought with her from the inner sanctuary had halved and her mana too had begun to fail her. Unfortunately, there were just so many people who needed her help, especially among Cedric's subjects of influence.
However, despite trying as hard as she could to intervene, more than a hundred of them had been either turned to stone, had their heads bitten off, or had exploded into acidic goo at this point.
And more of them were falling as the minutes went by.
