As for the other mage and the maid, they raised their feet, intending to move farther away.
Rumble!
But before they could take a step, the grenade suddenly exploded.
With an ear-splitting blast, the group was instantly swallowed by smoke.
"Ah! My ears!"
"Ah! My foot!" The next moment, cries of pain and wails rang out from the steps.
As the smoke dispersed, the guards who had never seen a grenade explode were immediately startled.
Four or five people lay sprawled around the blast site.
Two of them had completely stopped breathing—the maid and the mage dressed as a male servant.
Those howling in pain were ordinary guards farther away who had been caught in the blast. Clutching their heads and thighs, they rolled around on the ground, crying out in agony.
Of course, even more astonishing was the fact that someone stood at the very center of the explosion, completely unharmed.
"He's actually fine?" Nalant was stunned as well. The mage who had been shrouded in a light barrier earlier was completely unscathed, though the barrier had grown dimmer.
"Could this be the legendary magic shield?"
"But its color seems to have faded. Maybe..." With that thought, Nalant pulled two more grenades from his chest.
The mage also saw that Nalant was the one attacking them and immediately began chanting a spell at him.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Nalant had no time to think. He grabbed a grenade in each hand and pressed them directly against the torch.
Once the fuses were lit, he hurled them straight at the mage.
At the same time, the mage's fireball had already formed and shot toward Nalant with a whoosh.
After throwing the grenades, Nalant did not have time to think and immediately turned tail and ran.
Bang!
Boom! Boom!
The next moment,