The strangest enemies. (Final)
"I see, May peace be your salvation." With these last words, he made a large notch in his palm with his sword.
Even if the others did not know what he was preparing, they also began to prepare for a raid against Askald and the others, guessing that Askald wanted to exterminate them.
But before they take action, Askald's sober voice sounds once again. "Third Supreme Arcane; puppet harvest."
In the second that precedes his words, he drops his sword, soaked in his blood, into the black sea.
Meanwhile, none of their enemies dared to attack the others; each of them was aware of the curse of Askald's territory.
On the other side, Being selected as allies by the owner of the territory, each member of the Askald team was protected by the characteristics of his territory.
One of the characteristics was the reflection of any physical/magic attacks committed by the enemy imprisoned in his domain.