A hundred meters above the initial point of the fight, while his dish was still smoking, Seisyll was watching Arthur's advance through the streets. He wanted to gain as much time as possible without using up his mana, but he didn't have many options to achieve this.
Before raising a cloud of dust with a wind spell, he threw several of them around the soldiers, so that they followed their target and stuck to their faces, bubbles containing not their opponent's oxygen but every sound in their environment.
He created total disorder between leaders and soldiers. At last, a curtain of dust, as dense as water, hit them all, and they were almost cut off from daylight.
Soldiers from the country were scarce in the stopover village, the troops had been dispatched to the capital because a Tashran messenger had come to announce terrible news, the death of their ambassadors.
