Chapitre 103: Sunpurge

"Is it true you killed high-rank demons?" The question hung in the air, brimming with awe and disbelief, before being joined by a chorus of curious voices.

"You certainly saved us with your Fire Shields, but how can you possibly cast so many spells?"

"What was the dungeon core like?"

The fire in my flesh passed into an afterthought as I was caught in the center of their attention. Soldiers came from all angles, bombarding me with gratitude and questions. My confidence fled in an instant, and I felt I would rather face down the demon hordes alone than the victorious inquiries of my allies.

I stuttered a few words, my face flushed red, and I glanced at Riven for help. The wizened archmage leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms and smiling, as though to show I was on my own. Dismayed by his deliberate distance, I faced the crowd and tried my best to engage them.