His expression changed as he put things together, and Kamira smiled. No matter how unnerving Fyertash’s games were and how untrustworthy he seemed, his exceptional cunning allowed him to grasp ideas quickly.
Without delay, he lifted in the air, and… flew over the walls. Kamira half opened her mouth, because getting closer to their enemies was contrary to what she’d asked for, but she had to trust Fyertash knew his brethren better, so she said nothing. Besides, with so many onlookers, she’d rather not shake the people’s confidence in her ability to fend off the invasion by showing she couldn’t even control her supposed allies.
Within a few heartbeats, a single silhouette tore off from the demon horde, heading straight for Fyertash. He was the biggest of the three, so he had to be Arujhan.
