Brand nodded and glanced in the direction of the forest. The sky was completely dark by now, and below the hills behind him, the Citadel Bunoan was burning fiercely—according to the officer cadets' estimates, the Black Blade Legion had only just passed through that area.
However, there wasn't much time left for them.
He made a gesture, and a few young men immediately carried over a blackened object. It was obviously part of some larger metal device; Antitina couldn't help but frown at the sight of it. It was clear that this thing hadn't been treated with the care it deserved when dismantled; she was almost certain these young men had simply smashed it down.
It was part of a Magic Furnace.
