The mana shots made whatever they touched into minced meat, the one that he sent from the left palm went to the dead pile of corpses while the right one shot a Gremlick right at the chest blasting it in the process.
"Yes!" All that practice with the mana shot had finally paid off. While the left shot did not work, it left his hand simultaneously which was also a victory.
After a minute, William looked at the scenario and almost winced, the number of Gremlicks was the same as the wave he just fought.
The tar pool and the spiked pit were busted now and it was finally time to show them that the master of this place is much stronger than these tricks.
William sent points of vitality to his hand, arms, and shoulders. He didn't do it for the bones and the skin this time, only strengthening the innards.