Beginning of A Mission (2)
"Kekekeke… KAHAHAHAAHAHA! YOU!? KILL US?! WHAT A JOKE!" Cy shouted.
A blast of wind sent the man flying back, revealing Findir, who appeared behind him just a split second.
He caught the man's massive back with a single hand and rose his free hand, creating hundreds of tiny winds that sliced and diced his armor.
It immediately began to crumble under the intensive and sharp pressure of Findir's raging winds, eventually cracking and shattering along the floor… and this all happened in less than a second.
"Findir! Leave some for us!" Bella shouted as she conjured two massive fireballs in her hands and took out some of the small fry, leaving just the archer and the leader who stood strong.
Well, the small fry was near death per my instructions, as I still had a tiny promise to fulfill with the man sitting on his throne of purple flames.