Almost in an instant, the cavalry squad vanished from people's sight together with the prince. Only then did the Esoteric Order and the Mother Goddess followers slowly realize what had happened.
The prince had fled with his soldiers?
Well, on second thought, it really was the right choice. The Mother Goddess followers packed the streets, far beyond what a small cavalry squad could contend with. There were more of these cultists than the bullets they carried.
Besides, this group had just witnessed the monsters' true forms. They were clearly shaken and mentally exhausted; it was hard to say how much fighting strength they could even muster.
But... they had just run away like that?
The prince was the Grand Duke of Tis, Blood Port's true master, with a whole string of titles to his name. Yet upon realizing he could not win by force, he turned and ran without the slightest hesitation—he did not even leave behind a few harsh words or make up some grand-sounding excuse.
It was as if he did not care about those noble titles and identities in the slightest, abandoning them without a moment's hesitation.
And the knights following him had not questioned the order at all, carrying it out immediately. All that could be said was that this cavalry squad truly deserved to be called elite.
Josh and Zoe of the Esoteric Order were both dumbfounded. They had only just received the news and hurried over, only to witness the prince's lightning-fast strategic withdrawal.
The two exchanged a glance. They did not even have time to be surprised; their faces held nothing but confusion.
He had stepped forward and opened fire just moments ago, yet now he had vanished without a trace.
It was the wails of the monsters across from them that brought