Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3704

Chapter 3704: No Debates, Only Retribution (Part 1)

"By your command!" Five seven-eyed Demons and the Golems replied.

"I have a thing for those who attack innocent children." Menadion snarled, clapping her Fury on the palm of her hand. "Can I show them?"

"Please, my liege." Locrias and Varegrave were fellow parents, and it pained their hearts to leave the Awakened alive.

Like Menadion, they had witnessed the whole fight and just like her, they had been helpless spectators. A quick trip to the Mansion had partially recharged the Golems and given the Demons of the Darkness all the power they needed.

"Not yet." Lith shook his head. "I need to send a message."

"You already stabbed me! You promised you wouldn’t kill me!" Cailm said as Ragnarök’s tip came dangerously close.

"I only said that I wouldn’t kill you right then, and I didn’t." Lith stabbed the Orthrus’ wound open again. "I said I had to send a message. Not that you would be the only one. Now squirm."

He warped the entire group above another mana geyser, leaving them alone.

"Cailm, you dumb cur!" Hesaria used the Fenrir-equivalent insult to lizards for Dragons. "You had us walk into a trap!"

"I did warn you about it, didn’t I?" The Orthrus clenched his stomach, the pain felt even worse than before after those few seconds of sweet relief. "That’s why you took your time and brought your minions along, stupid lizard!"

"I’m not her minion." More than one Awakened said while groaning in pain.

There were Fae among them, but the damage inflicted upon their life force stopped them from regenerating.

"Point taken." The Basilisk gestured to the others to shut up. "What do we do now?"

"I’m open to suggestions." Cailm replied. "Now you are in my same situation. Show me how brilliant the offspring of Leegaain can be, lizard."

"Anyone?" Hesaria raised her open palm up, gesturing to the other Awakened that they could talk.

"No clue." A Lesser Griffon said. "But I think Cailm is onto something. Why must we ask for permission to speak? Maybe we really are your minions."

"You’re not helping, Tyrgar!" Hesaria replied. "Now, unless someone has something useful to say, be quiet and let me think while I bleed."

A few painful seconds later, she found the answer.

"A Healing spell. We need a Healing spell that won’t put strain on our cores. Does anyone have a spell-holding ring with a Healing spell?"

"I did. It’s the only thing Verhen took away." Cailm replied.

"Mee too." "Same." Said a few Awakened.

"Good thinking. I’ll start bringing one with me, if I survive this." Tyrgar said.

Cursing Lith for his cunning and the Orthrus for not warning her about such an important detail, Hesaria looked at her situation from every possible angle.

It took her a couple of minutes and as many near-fainting episodes to find a solution.

"Listen to me, Cailm." She rolled on her side to face the Orthrus while tapping on a precise rune on her communication amulet. "We have only one shot at this."