Archer watched as the two armies battled high in the sky, their bodies plummeting toward the ground, crashing into the dirt with a sickening thud. He began casting Mana Blasts into the enemy monsters, and explosions echoed out as the enemy creatures were hit many times.
The air shook thanks to the force of his magic. As the three girls witnessed the spectacle unfold, their eyes grew wide, captivated by the sheer power radiating from him as he wove spell after spell into the horde of enemies. His movements were hypnotic, mana crackled through the air, each projectile striking anything close.
The chaos battle gradually subsided, the once-overwhelming tide of enemies reduced to nothing by the onslaught of his magic. The Venomwings swooped down alongside the Nightmare Ants to finish off the enemy monsters. When the dust finally settled and the noise of battle turned into an eerie silence, he turned to face the girls.
