Chapter108-The Onslaught of the Ambition Army

Stanbeck, with an air of indifference, didn't even spare Boyd a glance.

Around him, a shield of blue light materialized, effortlessly deflecting the barrage of lightning.

Boyd, with a bitter smile tugging at his lips, acknowledged the futility of a physical confrontation.

Engaging Stanbeck in close combat would only lead to his own demise, while Stanbeck would surely emerge unscathed.

Such a battle, if it could even be called that, would last no more than a fleeting second.

Boyd sighed deeply, resigning himself to this grim reality.

Suddenly, the distant rumble of thunder broke his train of thought, sounding like a tidal wave of steel surging forward.

Boyd, momentarily startled, turned his gaze towards the horizon.

"Could that be Owen casting a thunder-based spell from afar?" he wondered aloud.

Quincy, too, furrowed his brows in concentration, peering into the distance.

What they saw next was a sight to behold.