Beneath the cold, dark skies, a fairly large wind explosion occurred, followed by the emergence of more than fifty Wind Cutters that slaughtered and wounded a number of the fell horde.
The lethal projectiles then converged at five different points into five raging Wind Tornadoes.
Hal's [Raging Tempest] was far weaker than Zephyron's.
However, the significance it carried for the members of the Zephyr Battalion and the Thirteenth Regiment was huge.
They couldn't explain it, but seeing the spell made their hearts burn, igniting their determination as Zephyron's stern face flashed in their memories.
He was one of the nine strongest of the human race's wizards.
There was no way he would fall that easily!
Morale surged, and the Zephyr Battalion roared as they actively sought out the Fellkin Warriors, protecting the Thirteenth Regiment from the cunning bastards' attacks.
Cedar took the lead, advancing steadily as he slaughtered Fell Beasts and the occasional Fellkin Warrior.
