A few minutes earlier…
Eldrin and the others at the top of the battlement saw Larkson raise his hand.
The old man immediately ordered, "Keep an eye out for the commander's signal! Let loose as soon as his hand drops!!"
"Understood, Elder!"
Meanwhile, Pandora listened quietly beside him, her eyes devoid of depression as she stared at the demonic worshippers.
She could not help but think of when Regis told them his story about his life as a demonic human.
'So he was like that too in the past, huh? Attacking villages and killing the innocent…'
Of course, Pandora knew the difference between him and these demonic worshippers.
Regis was forced into it while there was a high chance that they voluntarily became one.
And even if they were forced as well, they had long been corrupted by the properties of demonic power.
'Still… he must've been in pain back then…'
Although it was a time before she met him, Pandora could not help but be sad about what he had experienced back then.
