Shock rippled across the battlefield in a single silent wave. Every pair of eyes, Alen's, Kelly's, Londo's, the remaining Dark Guild members, had locked on the same sight. Harvey's puppet had driven its limbs straight through the bodies of his own people.
Most already believed Harvey was unhinged. Many thought he was capable of cruelty. But very few had imagined he would slaughter the Dark Guild members so openly, without hesitation, without remorse, without the slightest attempt to hide what he was doing.
"Did he really just, ?" one mage whispered, unable to finish the sentence.
Alen's jaw tightened. His rage, already simmering, now threatened to erupt.
"If he's willing to do this in front of his own forces, the ones who were already questioning him, does he honestly expect anyone to keep following him?"
Kelly's expression was grim as she stepped forward. There was no surprise in her tone, only a cold acceptance.
