Near the caves where the witch's magic was useless and Azrael was captured, one of the guards looked to his left side when he heard the shuffling again.
"Who's there?" He asked, stepping forward with furrowed brows, nodding at all the other guards to stay alert.
"Go and check who it is. We have had enough of this drama -" The guards stopped speaking when they saw their king, Sebastian, walking out of the forest.
"Sir -" Tyson started, his eyes widening when he saw someone shooting their King from behind.
Grrrrr!
Their king growled in agony before he rushed back inside the forest to fight the people.
Everyone stood around alert, unsure of what to do.
"Is... Is that an army of witches?" They asked as they saw around 100 witches standing at some distance, but what surprised them, even more, was the fact that a group of witches was beating their King terribly with their wands while he growled in agony.