Two minutes passed and Actuass watched as the group of assailants started to part. The bubble they had buried themselves in had shattered and immediately, they seemed to move into different position dictated by an elaborate plan they had made.
Some walked along the sea while other flew up, but not in his direction.
'Hmmm.'
Actuass knew full well that his inactivity might have just given away the fact that he wasn't all too equipped to wipe them all out in one fell swoop like before. It might have also admitted that he wasn't finished processing the potent soul of the Herald, Jerthrax.
That was a massive undertaking after all.
Even the portion of Jerthrax's soul he had stolen was much greater than Rayn's.
However, whatever the enemy gleamed about Actuass didn't matter as far as he was concerned. He had greater problems.
A drop of pale lilac oozed from the necromancer's lips and he wiped it away.