Coming off the mountain, Chen slid down to the valley and walked toward, the Goblin shaman, who had already gathered all of his attention.
On Chen, with wrath, anger, and loathing.
It was starring dagger at Chen. If he had skill, which could kill others, only by cursing at mind. Then, Chen, today could have died hundred of times. Along with the rusty wind, flowing around the area with a scorching presence to it.
They could feel, the aftereffect of all those tier 1 spells, detonating at this place.
Which was once a home ground, of a tribe of goblins, but at this moment, what was left here was nothing more than rubble.
Speaking in its own words, maybe more like abuses, the Gobline shaman started shouting at Chen, who just calmed his mind and instantly cast [Multi-CastFireball].
With which a blooming pattern of a flower, ignited with the spell circle. Releasing 5 gigantic fireballs toward, the Shamna Goblin.
