Just like last time on the Elemental Plane, the Messenger could always be counted on to appear by her side and help her.
As one of his Believers, she felt ashamed for constantly troubling the Divine Messenger, but this was their last resort.
Semia nodded, choosing to trust her.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the Beastmen, Sergash put down her Wolf Fang Club and began to pray.
"Great Putu and Divine Messenger, please cast down your merciful gaze. Save Semia and me, and these poor souls…"
"Damn it, what kind of Magic is that lizard casting now?"
Gelon's eyelid twitched. He didn't dare approach this time, and could only circle at a distance.
But he soon realized Sergash was merely praying, and he instantly felt like he'd been made a fool of.
"Praying to a god? Hmph. As if a god would so easily answer one of their Believers…"
Before he could finish, a Frost Wolf Cavalry rider looked up at the sky and shouted a warning:
"On alert! Unidentified units in the sky!"
