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Lania was crouched behind a jutting rock, still clutching the Tidewalker's Abyssal Brooch.
Although the fighting in the distance had stopped for the moment, the firelight was painfully bright in this dark underground world. Even from far away, its orange-red glow flickered across Lania's dumbstruck, pretty face.
Never mind anything else—with that light alone, not to mention the scorching magma and equally scorching bodies, Lania felt certain the creatures of the underground world would never tolerate the Fire Element Murlocs she had just summoned!
But that wasn't important. What mattered was that four or five hundred underground creatures had swarmed the Fire Element Murlocs, only to lose?
Over there, at least several dozen Troglodyte corpses and several Minotaur bodies lay scattered in front of the slope and beneath the cliffs on either side. Some were still smoking. Despite the distance, the enclosed space carried the nauseating stench of scorched flesh all the way to where they were.
Gulp!
At last, after staring blankly for a long time, Lania swallowed, then jolted back to her senses.
Of course, she hadn't swallowed because of the smell of burning protein. She was simply stunned.
Once she recovered, she hurriedly turned toward Annie, her lips trembling as she exclaimed, "L-Lady Annie!"
"Those Murlocs—those Abyssal Fire Oathsworn are so powerful!"
"Are those Fire Element Murlocs powerful elementals, just like the Air Elemental Spirits enslaved by Bracada's mages?"
Although she kept her voice low, she couldn't hide the awe in her tone.
She was only a young attendant knight serving Queen Catherine, but she had seen her share of battle. Enroth's Ironfist Dynasty, for instance, would need at least a hundred cavalrymen, along with enough distance to charge and room to maneuver, to defeat a Dungeon army of four or five hundred Troglodytes and Minotaurs.