The Power Of The Witch Of The Blue Mountain

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Allan and Felicia's homunculi glanced at the girls fight with smiles, it seemed that they were handling things really well, without any problems. It has only been five minutes and over half the Miasmic Creatures had been slain by now, they were making quick progress, but they needed to be quicker. Many of them had already attempted, several times already, to escape into the village.

And once more, Allan noticed that a bunch of the flying ones were trying to run away once more, they were now over fifty of them, he couldn't miss them, or they could cause great disasters. It wasn't that he didn't trust his familiars protecting the village, hell, even Felicia was there. But it would hurt his own pride to let them slip right before his own eyes.

"You're not going anywhere. {Divine Blazing Blade Arts}: {Heaven Splitter}"

SLAAASH!