Azzy rolled his shoulders, eyes gleaming faintly gold. "Then let's not waste time." Cracking his knuckles, he unleashed one of the soul skills, "Rise of the Undead."
At once, a pulse of black light erupted from his feet before ten forms burst from the darkness, and twenty undead beasts emerged. While they were only normal beasts and didn't possess any skills, each of them was still of Rank-9, the same as their targets.
Azzy didn't move. Not a single step.
He merely raised a finger and spoke. "Go."
The undead surged forward at his order.
"Guys, kill them…" Evelyn roared, charging forward alongside her Arcana Spirit. The others also followed suit.
Twelve minutes later;
Three of them—Fiona, Malgrim, and Emiya—lay or knelt on the ground, panting hard, their clothes torn and aura flickering weakly. The sweat on their foreheads shimmered under the glow of the barrier dome.
