When Larkspur hurried anxiously toward the last location marked by the tracking Spell Formula, the people at the scene had already been evacuated.
With their leader gone, the remaining black-robed men were almost completely incapable of standing up to several magical girls. Once they realized the situation was hopeless, they scattered like birds and beasts. Aside from a few hotheads, no one chose to resist; they either fled or surrendered.
Other than the leader they called "Bing Chu Three," that black-robed man, the rest of them were merely Mages. Everyone knew that Mages had no chance against magical girls.
Most of the elderly and children in the welfare home had been rescued, but a small number of caregivers and security personnel had died while resisting. The atmosphere at the scene was rather somber.
Larkspur descended from the sky before the entrance to the welfare home. Focusing on her Mana Perception, she quickly discovered the remnants of the earlier battle.
They were indeed hard to miss. Rubble covered the ground, while the cracked road had nearly lost its original shape. The surrounding area was full of traces left by mana bombardment.
Then, she saw three magical girls gathered together.
More precisely, Xia Liang had released her transformation and was lying on the ground. A green-haired magical girl Larkspur had never seen before was enveloping her in mana, while Lin Xiaolu sat slumped nearby and watched.
The sight made Larkspur's heart skip a beat. She immediately landed and hurried over to the girls in short steps.
"I was too late. What happened?" She anxiously looked toward Xia Liang on the ground, only to see her surrounded by a green glow of mana, her eyes closed and her expression peaceful.
"Ah, Larkspur, you're here! Did you defeat the enemy on your side already?"