Sorcerer City Vanished

Shaquille felt that he and Valerius had been strangely ignored.

Naturally, neither of them reminded the others of their presence. After exchanging a glance with Valerius, they both buried themselves deep within Kaer Morhen's shadows.

With Tissaia de Vries, Vera, and Soyer watching, escape was impossible, even if they seemed to have been overlooked.

Still, it was necessary to avoid provoking the School of the Wolf's anger and impulsiveness right after the War Beast had destroyed half of Kaer Morhen's walls.

After all,

although they had brought the War Beast, and the War Beast had brought destruction, as long as no one had been hurt or killed, there was still room to talk.

What they feared most was that the War Beast had created a blood feud. If the School of the Wolf's witchers could not find Senne and the Rissberg Civil Conglomerate, they might vent their rage on them instead.

Besides...

Shaquille secretly looked at Henn Gedimidis, who lay on the ground glowing with Azure Glow. As thoughts churned through his mind, he unknowingly gained a little more confidence in surviving.

As for Ban Ard Academy, now that both its former and current headmasters had survived, where would Ban Ard, the Sorcerer Kingdom, the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, and the Northern Continent go from here?

That was not something prisoners should be considering.

Time passed second by second.

The tremendous commotion caused by the War Beast's arrival drew quite a few Little Heads onto the walls beyond the barbican, where they craned their necks to watch the bloody scene within.

Yet because of the strange atmosphere, after exchanging looks, no one dared enter the barbican.

Tissaia de Vries, Soyer, Vera, Aristo, Vesemir, Vilgefortz, and the others stood in the barbican as though asleep, or perhaps as though they had silently