Hemoria felt a sense of regret. She had wished to witness Amelia's demise firsthand.1

However, she wasn’t about to remain in front of that perilous Archwizard just because of such whims. She had heard words of mercy, but they were neither a vow nor a promise.0

‘She might change her mind and decide to kill me,’ Hemoria reasoned with herself.0

It was unlikely that the Wise Siena would decide to simply go back on her words, but one could never be too sure. So, Hemoria ran away without even looking back.1

Alphiero was dead. Amelia would soon meet her end. The specter remained, but… Hemoria didn’t need to be too concerned with him. She knew well that the specter had no particular interest in her. Even if Hemoria were to try and escape over the walls, the specter would impose no restrictions.1

The walls were getting closer. None of the wizards behind her paid any heed to Hemoria, perhaps because they had heard Sienna’s words.0

It was almost time. Hemoria broke out into a broad grin behind her iron mask.0

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through, and Hemoria leaped backward with surprise. She was faced with a pegasus with two pairs of wings and was wrapped in light. Hemoria was once an Inquisitor of Yuras, so she naturally knew the name of the pegasus.2

Apollo.0

The steed was the symbol of the Blood Cross Knights’ commander, Raphael the Crusader. The giant winged horse was known for being the quickest...0