“YOU'RE safe now,” she whispered.
“My Hiraya,” Saintess Iris mumbled in a low voice. Her eyes were quietly closing, but she fought the urge to fall unconscious.
“Saintess, please hold your consciousness. We need to get away from this chaos,” Thalia reassured her.
Leaf Avery slowly knelt to carry Saintess Iris in his arms. “My Lady Thalia, let us keep moving while they are distracted.”
Thalia nodded and placed a fabric over the Saintess’ body. She glanced around the chamber, the once an organized place but now a scene of havoc. The crowd of spectators had erupted into a frenzy during the simultaneous attack between her group and the corrupted auctioneer. Mage Kayne blocked their way with protective spells, while Emperor Kallixto and Duke Noxton fought the henchmen, skilled combatants wh
