At Ainsley's command, the troops separated into three groups.
One to attack the first area, another one to attack the second area and the last and the biggest group would be attacking the third area in the Roid Valley, which was their target area.
"Get onto your mounts." Ainsley ordered her people through the Airpods as she glanced at the Godfather spirit in the air.
[Gwofathel, do you want to possess me again? I think in a battle like this...your ability is more efficient.]
No matter how much energy the blood manipulation ability required, it was still way less than the luck manipulation ability.
Thus, if she could, Ainsley wanted to leave things to the Godfather. After all, she had to get used to her shaman ability. She couldn't run away anymore!
The Godfather looked down at Ainsley and silently nodded. [This lord will only use a tenth of this lord's ability. You won't get another identity crisis syndrome.]
