At a single remark from Felix, the warriors and mages who had been working together to resist the Orc Wolf Cavalry fell into confusion. One after another, they lost the will to defend and instead desperately considered ways to escape.
In an instant, their impregnable defense collapsed. Apart from the warriors at the very front, who continued fighting as they retreated, the mages and archers all scattered in panic.
Han Shuo grabbed Fanny and Lisa by their wrists and forcibly pulled them along, racing toward the place where the warhorses were kept. Behind him, Gene directed the other students of the Necromancy Department to follow close behind.
After several brushes with death in battle, Han Shuo no longer showed any inexperienced panic in the face of danger. As he moved swiftly and calmly, he silently considered how they would escape next.
Those retreating alongside Han Shuo and the others in a surging tide were all mages and archers. Whenever any of them blocked his way, Han Shuo shoved them aside without hesitation.
Neither the archers nor the mages could move quickly through the crowded throng. With Han Shuo clearing the way as their human shield, they unwittingly surged to the front in no time.
A quarter of an hour later, Han Shuo finally reached the place where they had boarded their warhorses, pulling Fanny and Lisa along, with Gene and the others trailing far behind. The owner had just gone to South Street to see what was happening, leaving only a servant to watch the horses. Han Shuo burst straight through the door and pulled Fanny and Lisa toward the stable out back.
"What are you doing? Who are you people?" At the sight of Han Shuo breaking through the door and charging toward the stable, the elderly servant scrambled