**It's Wednesday, so that means 1500 word Single Chapter; remember Wed and Sun I do single, longer chapters instead of two. **
{NOW!} Cynrik shouted, causing Brance to swing his Greatsword like a loaded baseball bat.
In response, all of the milky glowing marbles were launched like fighter jets off an aircraft carrier, and if one looked closely, they would even be able to notice a faint burst of HolyFire trailing from the back of the marbles.
Unlike Cynrik, whose Mana control and MIND stats were absurdly high, Brance had to rely on two external factors to hit his mark.
The first was utilizing the momentum caused by swinging his Greatsword to get the marbles into motion, while the second factor was micro course corrections using his HolyFire.
Releasing his weapon and allowing it to float in the air, Brance thrust both arms forward and manipulated as many of the [White Dwarfs] as possible.