BANG!!!!
Alex pushed Ezekiel away as a shaman's fireball suddenly flew and fell in the middle of them.
"Who?" Ezekiel tried to follow the remnant of the fireball's trail of sparks. Yet, there was only a few left that could give him a clue of where it had come from.
"An enemy?" Alex's eyes swept through the battlefield. She knew that the magic came from the goblin's direction. Among all the goblins that aren't wearing any armors. She discovered a goblin wearing a robe and carrying a staff.
Alex and the goblin shaman's eyes met across the long distance. She can see his hatred directing to her from his dark green eyes.
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"Cold winds gather to my hand, penetrate my enemy as I offer their blood to our ancestors. 'Ice Shard'!!" A cold gust of air amassed on the goblin shaman's hand as a huge chunk of ice formed as big as a person's arms.