Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
Hearing Derik's words the King-tier soldier ants seemed to understand Derik's words as they made some strange sound while aggressively gazing at the invaders. If it were in the past world, Derik would have made the first move and wiped out all thirty of these beasts at once but in this world, he was not feeling as invincible as usual. He could feel the cold gaze of the enemy pinned on him and for some reason he felt like using his death aura won't work here.
"This will definitely not end well" Derik muttered but he did not retreat.
He kept taking bold steps forward, making Lucien wonder if he was high on wine or something.
Screech!
One of the soldier ants could no longer take this insult and screamed loud before charging forward at Derik! It could be considered extremely fast but Derik dodged it properly! His body spun uncontrollably until he stepped on the wall of the cave but by that time, three figures around him.