“That’s it?” Zeth creased his brows. “Is there something in that phrase that can help Mago?”
“Nope, not a thing.” Ladd lowered his guard and use his scythe as a cane.
“Then what the hell was that for?!” he hollered.
“But the exact opposite of it,” their captain spoke replying to Ladd’s statement.
“That’s what they’re doing right now.” She continues, keeping her eyes to the two at the distance.
But this time, her eyes are not showing any concern, it’s faith for the two of them. “She’s trying to get Mago calm down so he can look to what is triggering his artillery to berserk.”
“Mago must have a clear and calm mind so he can think straight.”
“I see…” the oldest member of them breaths out. “Do you think they will be successful?”
“I don’t think so, it would be hard for anyone to
