The Tanilians, who couldn't see clearly what Moritz was doing, only knew that anyone he pointed to would drop dead on the spot.
Only the devil could possess such power. The soldiers of the Federation, realizing this, screamed in terror, "The devil! A demon!" and fled desperately deeper into the slums.
Only then did the other junior officers besides Winters understand why some would say this seemingly frail, disheveled man was the strongest magical combat force in the army.
With his mastery of the Arrow Flying Spell alone, even bundling all the others together would not be enough to contend with Moritz.
"Shall we pursue?" someone asked the major.
"Do not pursue!" Moritz said decisively: "Go and join up with the forward units!"
Following Lieutenant Juan, Moritz and the others made their way to the city gates, where the disguised spellcasters, posing as ordinary soldiers, killed any enemy attempting to approach Don Juan on the spot.