Blue Flame

Her fingertips trembled, a chill ran down her spine as Katrin's teeth chattered in fear and disbelief. She, like all the other Phantoms in the fortress, knew well what the One-Eyed Serpent Archers' arrows were capable of.

It was a shot with enough force to wipe out an entire squad and a dozen monsters hundreds of meters away.

Yet, four arrows of equal power couldn't come close to the Dormant Lord, simply because his energy reserves were terrifying.

Twitch. Twitch. Twitch.

The crystal grid covering his entire body was shaking vigorously, his aura was rapidly becoming weaker, the Dormant Lord was expending more energy per second than most normal monsters that came in waves had.

There was no weakness in his posture, only an unwavering confidence that his strength was enough to stop a deadly attack.

Step.