The Battle of the First Night

Under the light of the three moons, faced with a swarm of enemies without reason, mere predators ready to kill every living being in their sight, three warriors launched themselves into the center of the swarm as if they were silver arrows launched into the darkness.

Lion, began his attack on the enemy's left flank, faster, with more magical power, but not stronger than the Mantis beings; his blows with his spear made cuts, or some of them ever crossed their defenses, but without supporting his attack with A pressurized jet of water from the lance, or an air blade, he rarely managed to kill or incapacitate an enemy with a single attack.

With no choice but to use his magic, the lightning bolts in his hands were released in rapid succession; the first enemy bodies to be hit exploded from the inside out, and the next ones either died from electrocution or were at least slowed down.