Julius's eyes widened as the explosion erupted right there in the VIP area. The blast showed no regard for the Zlycon civilians surrounding it, and its sheer force sent both Julius and Rosalina flying backward.
Their hoods slipped from their heads in the process, but before either of them could hit the ground, Alfred moved. His figure blurred for an instant as he caught both hoods in his hands before calmly placing them on the ground beside them.
Julius and Rosalina breathed heavily as they looked toward the VIP area. Flames hotter than lava were pouring out from the building, twisting into the sky and consuming everything in their path.
The intensity of the fire made it difficult for Julius to see what was happening inside, but his senses were enough to tell him that several powerful beings were present. Their auras were unmistakable, and some of them were far stronger than him.
'Was that an ambush?'
