Gabriel the Faithful lost his chance to defend his case when the successive shattering blows due to the feared and revered holy flames made its contact to the target. On cue, Selaphiel and Gabriel turned their attention to the sea of holy flames dancing around the spot where the Halfling was standing a fraction of a second.
“Wh-Why?”
“What is happening?”
“This cannot be right!”
“Trickery! This is nothing but plain trickery!”
Loud chatter erupted as when the next thing the onlookers knew, saved from the Grand Duke Beelzebub of the Nether World and Gukasho, was their mouths hanging open like their widened eyes and it was not because the Calamity Dragon stepped aside instead of protecting his master, but it was because the Halfling who was supposed to burn to cinders was still standing a
