I looked at the massive demons, and they stared at me, and for a brief moment, no one moved, but delaying would only serve the demons better.
Fifteen Khaazim were near me, but I could see more in the distance, tearing themselves out of the earth, and they numbered in the hundreds.
If a Khaaz demon could be equal to an Acolyte, then a Khaazim must be at the Adept Grade, even though they did not appear to wield magic, but I would be foolish to consider them to be equal to warriors that I know.
Not even a fully developed Adept would see the monstrosity heading towards them, and not despair. My only response was to cast Lightning Dominion, and… this is embarrassing, I made the mistake immediately.
I aimed for the fifteen-metre sphere I had thrown a thousand times, and my new Anima gave me forty, and the color of the lightning that radiated from the field was no longer blue; it was also mixed with white.
