Chapter 1222

The disciples of Cloudspire Sect erupted in spirited cheers, their determination to fight unwavering. Faith stood in front of them, her expression tense as she tried one last time to reason with her peers. "Fellow disciples, we do not fear battle, but let us not throw away our lives needlessly—" Her words fell on deaf ears. None of them heeded her warning. They were resolute in their decision to stay and face the Shade Order. "Some people just won't listen," Wyatt muttered. He glanced at the determined crowd and sighed, feeling like the only sane person in a world gone mad. "Faith, if they won't leave, then let's go. We don't have to stay here with them." However, Faith remained rooted in place. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to leave while her fellow disciples stayed behind. "Wyatt, you should go. If there's a battle to be fought, then… so be it." She closed her eyes, her voice trembling slightly. "I can't just stand by and watch you die." With a sudden move, Wy