With a single thought, dozens of azure wind blades flared to life around Ray, his magic power dropping to less than 500 units in an instant. Because of his strong soul, he could restore 15 units of magic power every second, so he didn't worry about it too much, focusing instead on the task at hand with the single-minded goal of killing the goblins as fast as possible.
He twisted his wrist, and the azure wind blades shot forward, whistling through the air toward the hobgoblins.
Three of them were too unprepared and too slow to react. The blades slashed through them with unstoppable momentum.
One hobgoblin had its head severed cleanly, its body staggering forward before collapsing in a heap.
Another's chest tore wide open as a blade pierced straight through its ribs and heart, leaving it twitching before it fell lifelessly. The third was bisected at the waist, its upper body sliding off its lower half as blood gushed out like a broken dam.
