While the knights held the monsters back, the mages rounded up the horses and wagons to one spot and cast a barrier around them. The ground split open as walls of earth sprang up, and mages capable of long-range attacks climbed up to assist the knights. However, against the undead that were unaffected by magic, the mages' aid was virtually pointless.
"The ghouls' source of magic should be around here somewhere! We must locate it," Calto cried while casting restorative magic over the Temple Knights.
Maxi crawled up the barrier's steep slope. The scene below was a sea of undead dotted with flashes of light as the knights held them back. Ghouls crumbled into ashes around Kuahel Leon with each swing of his sword. The knights continued to push forward under his command. Every time they cut through, however, more undead would pour forth. Calto Serbel was correct — something was feeding these monsters with magic.