The man reacted the instant Vazeryth vanished, springing into action with practiced efficiency.
With a swift motion, he retrieved a device and summoned the healers, who wasted no time in tending to the wounded.
As they moved with urgency, weaving restorative energy through broken bodies, his gaze lingered on Anthony, silent, assessing, before he turned back to his duties.
Amid the sea of fallen warriors, only he and Anthony remained standing.
"Which monster would be joining the ranks this time?"
He mused, striding forward with purpose.
With swift precision, he issued orders to have those who had fainted loaded onto a ship and returned to their respective homes.
Once the unconscious had been evacuated and the wounded restored to health, the man spoke again.
"You will be taken to a place of rest before the real test begins. Follow me"
Without another word, he turned on his heel and strode forward.
Within minutes, they arrived at another building.
