As the field got destroyed, Neil felt all the pressure disappear, but instead of attacking he looked at the person who had appeared there.
It was the protector, the man in a black robe similar, or maybe the same, Neil had seen earlier.
"Warden Arnold, using your field twice in a single day despite the warning, and that too on a junior no less.
You will have to come with us to explain."
The protector spoke in an emotionless voice.
He was floating a little above the ground, even Arnold's big build looked so small in front of the protector, even though the protector was not even half his size.
"S- Sir that's not how it is-" Arnold tried to speak, but his tone was quite meek.
"Stop, just explain everything later." After interrupting the warden, the protector looked at Neil.
"You should come along." He spoke.
"I can't." Neil refused, though if the protector insisted he would have to go anyway.
There was no way he could resist this guy.
