The Lesser Flame Overlord let out a deep bestial roar, its sinister and terrifying aura sweeping through every corner of the battlefield. A lava-like red liquid erupted from the Lesser Flame Overlord's mouth. Sword Saint Dean barely managed to dodge, that red liquid leaving a depression where he had been standing.
Dean's state wasn't great. His Aura Protection felt like it would collapse anytime, he had been using a large amount of Aura to maintain his Aura Protection. Especially when he barely dodged that red liquid, his arm hadn't been so lucky and half of his palm had been scorched black.
This happened under Aura Protection, if it hadn't been on, his whole arm would have been done for.
Delson and Olaro displayed their power, they both chanted long incantations, casting powerful spells one after the other and throwing them at the Lesser Flame Overlord.
