Hormones

The Tornadoes of Ariela had been a necessity for the Elves and human Originals to fight the Dryx, to begin with. 

They had killed thousands of Dryx, none of them had been able to escape their wrath irrespective of the fact whether they were at the Origin, Mirae, or Prometheus rank.

However, that was where the problem laid! All these corpses were scattered all over the battlefield. 

No matter how fast the corpses were being collected, their numbers were too many to save from the clutches of the Dryx. Thus, thousands of Dryx were nourishing their body by consuming their brethren's body and mana core!

Their strength would elevate which would turn the fight against the Dryx even more difficult.

"Let's kill as many as possible before the real troublesome opponents appear." Nial suddenly remarked and dashed forward.