The Shadows disdained after noticing Varian's strength and shot their elemental attacks together.
They didn't just want to kill him, they wanted his corpse to be shredded into pieces and scattered into the realm.
So, those three attacks came together and the Shadows, like always, expected these attacks to amplify.
Varian's eyes glowed with an ominous black light and the world froze for a moment. The darkness in the surroundings intensified and the evening atmosphere turned into one of midnight.
The attacks—lightning, ice and fire—all went from strong rank 6 attacks to strong rank 5 attacks.
Varian swatted them away with the back of his hand and drew his sword. An arc of crimson cut through the space between Varian and the shadows.
It was his strongest attack, but nowhere enough to threaten three of these shadows.
But the crimson arc expanded, the crimson sparks around it crackled and the arc glowed brighter than a star.
