The Habel Family had still tried to disguise themselves... Their robes were different colors, but every one of them had shaved his head.
But Thayan mages who had fought their way through constant brushes with death would never have been as inept as these people appeared.
They opened with killing blows. They did not waste words.
They certainly would not have tried to save a few Bone Dragons that were already beyond saving, as these fake bald mages had... Clearly, someone could not bear to lose them.
The White Dragon was already on the brink of madness because someone had dug up its graveyard... Clouds of icy mist surged toward the mages trying to pour Undead Spirit energy into the Bone Dragons.
Before the Habel Family could even fight, they had to deal with the fact that they could barely keep their footing.
A few sharp orders rang out from behind them. Only then did they finally abandon the last two Bone Dragons in the air.
But at Xue Yunfeng's command, the Undead had already corrected their attack range and begun casting medium- and long-range spells, giving the Habel Family no chance to form ranks.
"The Habel Family only plans to take its elite and run!" Selûne said slowly. "They're really willing to go all out. They've even sent Transcendent Mages over level twenty!"
"Those Transcendents who barely scraped by through multiclassing to raise their attributes could enter Sigil and die without ever knowing who killed them," Shar said disdainfully.
"If the Habel Family abandons the family principles it has upheld for over ten thousand years, what will it have left?" Selûne asked, cutting straight to the heart of it. "They don't even have Khelben's abilities.
"Once they leave Toril and lose their only value, how long will the Lady