Chapter 1076: Bascra (3)

"It is pitiful, witnessing the hubris of mortals on full display. No matter the lineage, no matter the talent, none of you can compare to us Fiends. We who are born of the fabric of this world directly, a gift to creation and a display of perfection made flesh. You can never compare to us, so why do you struggle so?"

The boulders began to crash against the earth around us as the Fiend opted for a different strategy, letting the sand inside of them burst free with a vengeance as it pointed its scepter straight at each of us, directing a barrage of spinning pillars of sands to crash down on us in an attempt to break through our defenses.