I pulled myself to my feet, brushing the dust off my coat, and offered a hand to Elizabeth. "You sure took your sweet time," I said, hoisting her up.
"The civilians are our top priority," Brian replied.
Yeah, I couldn't really argue with that. As long as they got the people out safely from this side of the city, it was a win—at least for now.
But it didn't mean the situation was under control.
I turned my eyes toward the Behemoth—still massive, still terrifying, and now facing away from us. From this distance, I could still hear its snarls and the crackling of mana discharging violently through the air.
The knights were holding it.
"It's not enough," I muttered. "You're going to need the entire damn army."
"We're bringing everyone we can," Brian said. "They're already en route."
I glanced back at him, raising an eyebrow. "And do you actually have a plan? Because unless someone resurrected Quinn Victor Raven overnight, you're going in blind."
