Astonishment. This was all Noah could currently feel. He also felt overwhelmed by his own aura, and felt he would drown in it, if he didn't do something.
Luckily, his body easily pulled it off, allowing him enough thinking space to marvel even more at that sight.
A kilometer radius of the plain seemed to have been tainted with a black substance exuding hundreds of aura's in tier 3.
A feeling of excitement mixed with pride, swole in Noah's gut. He felt he could get away with anything if he pulled this out of his sleeve.
The magical beasts in the midst of his illusion stood still, their terrified eyes scanning the area for any escape route.
Finding none, they simply stood still until the auras got so sensually deafening, that they were forced to launch attacks.
Needless to say the illusions vanished like black mist, but they quickly moved in accordance to Noah's will.
