"You bastards. How dare you conspire against me. I'll kill you all!".
"3rd and 4th squads, move to the left! 2nd squad, cover our backs! The rest, follow me to the right. Let's go!"
In the face of Bahamut's clone fury, Alex remained incredibly composed. The roar of Bahamut's clone sounded meaningless, like the final words of a defeated boss. At this moment, Alex and his group had fully recovered their strength. They had only expended some energy while escaping the void storm earlier. Now that they were on the main continent, their connection with mana had been restored and strengthened. Alex could have taken on Bahamut's clone alone, but he chose to rely on his team. Commanding them was enjoyable in its own right. It gave him a sense of power and control that was quite addictive.
Well, the fight was about to reach its climax.
Roar...!