The Saintess used the Holy Fire to attack, watching yet another Night Watcher "meet their death."
"Evil beings, get out of this world!"
A vast amount of Holy Fire, like a barrage of fireballs, rained down on the enemy, burning crater after crater into their body.
The enemy undoubtedly possessed evil power, and the Holy Light inflicted great damage, yet they paid no mind to it.
Even though their body was covered with wounds, festering beyond repair.
On the other side.
The blood-colored Minotaur and Blake's group were locked in battle, with the Dwarves attacking incessantly from every angle.
However, due to their height, all attacks almost solely targeted the lower body of the enemy.
"That's it, fight, kill!"
The blood-colored Minotaur roared madly, sweeping its mighty War Axe wildly.
Two Dwarves were directly hit, chopped and sent flying, spilling a great deal of blood.
Yet even with such an attack, it couldn't deplete the Blood Volume of the two Dwarves in one go.
