Adhyay touched the flute and elongated it. The flute now morphed into a larger one and a domineering light burst out of it.
The light made everyone on the battlefield close their eyes.
Adhyay then played it. The ethereal sound was the nemesis of everything evil.
The other side suffered strongly.
Ajay felt the pull of the magic and calmed himself.
"System, check out the casualties. The rogue magic should have affected many people."
Dhvani didn't realize this. She was feeling her magic rippling through the barriers. Anytime, she could break through.
Ajay asked her the question so she quickly checked it out. She was surprised by the number of people hurt.
The mortals all fell as if an earthquake occurred. There were natural disasters everywhere. Most of the magical people lost their powers.
Just like Akash.
[Host, the magical community lost magic. And there are natural disasters everywhere.]
Ajay frowned.
