The frost Giants, who had been so aggressive just a second ago, were now howling in pain due to the intense burning pain. They didn't even have the energy to think about how this had happened.
As a cold-type creature, the frost Giants were like the White Dragon. They were most afraid of fire-type spells. The burning pain brought by the high temperature made them wish they were dead.
The night was dispelled by the bright red light.
Around garen, the struggling and wailing Frost Giants were lying on the ground.
Holmes and the rest were still fighting the frost Giants, and the two white dragons did not seem to have any intention of determining the winner.
Garen looked at the frost Giants that were heavily injured but not completely dead, and quickly cast the fireball spell.
With his current level of spellcasting, he could successfully construct a third-circle fireball spell in the blink of an eye.
