Dante smiled and channeled mana into his arm. He used a bit of mana to strengthen his body and took a fighting stance.
He flipped them the middle finger, aiming at the middle aged woman. "Come. Come."
The woman frowned and stopped her men. She then ordered the long range fighter to aim at him.
"Fire." She swung her arm in his direction.
Dozens of arrows and spells flew toward him from all directions. Dante looked around with a small smirk.
His eyes scanned every spell and arrow. He then acted accordingly. With a flick of his wrist, he manipulated mana and created a series of spells. They were all similar to the spell thrown in his direction.
He imitated perfectly with his minor comprehension and concept. He laughed at their pathetic faces.
The spells clashed and created an explosion all across the field. Of course, he made sure to shield the cages from the blast.
After that, he decided to end this mess.
"Time to clean this shit hole."
Dante dropped his hand.
