Witnessing the quick fall of their strongest, all the Lunaris present quickly drifted into the air.
The twenty-six gigantic and muscular Lunaris generals floated in front of the one thousand plus soldiers, their aura flaring violently, making the area around them inhabitable for weaker beings.
CRACK... CRUMBLE.
At that moment, the three knocked-down Lunaris nobles dug their way out of the pit they had all fallen into.
They weakly floated up and stood in front of their army, staring in the direction of the man who had struck them down with such ease and speed that none of them even noticed how they were hit—only how they plunged down.
The figures of the three had weakened. Their powerful aura flickered from time to time as they struggled to keep it stable. Their current state could only be described as disoriented.
