Chapter 154. The Forest of the Damned

Caspian and Isaiah waved their right palms effortlessly, and crystal spikes shot out from the ground, piercing through the heads of the two guards that stood behind them. As their blood spilled over the grasses, more spikes grew from the ground, piercing through the stomachs and heads of the elven soldiers that lined up in the tunnel, killing every last one of them in under a second. The white crystal spikes let off hot steam as the blood of the soldiers streamed down their shafts and spread across the floor of the house.

“Amazing!” Eiraeth’s smile widened as his eyes lit up with excitement.

The two elves that held Margaret in place let go of her, stepping back as their eyes filled with fear. Margaret fell to her knees and let out a soft groan as she felt a slight pain in her chest, her eyes widening.

Isaiah and Caspian walked toward Eiraeth. Eiraeth pulled out his sword from the scabbard by his waist and walked toward them.

Caspian and Isaiah swung their fis