Louis, Dalton, and Bazel were all badly injured. They had underestimated the power of Old Man Lance's two Sword Intent Scrolls. They had assumed that each Sword Intent Scroll could release, at most, a dozen or dozens of sword intents. Who could have imagined that at the moment the scrolls shattered, two golden little suns would appear in the sky?
Even the lich Brandon probably hadn't expected this. If he had known that two golden little suns would appear when the two scrolls shattered, he probably wouldn't have given Louis the chance to throw them.
No, he probably wouldn't have shown up to fight the three of them in the first place.
Liches cherished their lives.
Their ultimate goal was to become true undead.
Lich Brandon probably hadn't expected to die like this, either.
That morning, Louis, Dalton, and Bazel were taken away by the tribunal for questioning. In the afternoon, the three of them passed out again. They had been able to stay conscious in the morning because the temple's clerics had used potions to keep them awake temporarily.
After the potion's effects wore off, the gravely wounded trio fell unconscious again. Lionheart City still did everything it could to save them. After all, the three of them had eliminated a major hidden threat to Lionheart City.
According to the temple's clerics, the reason the three of them had survived was that they had been well prepared. The Light Defense Scrolls, Light Life-Saving Scrolls, and various other defensive scrolls on them had all activated at once, allowing them to escape death.
The most important reason was that they had fled quickly, keeping themselves in the area with the smallest attack radius.
Even so, they had only barely held on to their lives. All one could say was that they