Leo was dashing through the battlefield, his bone blades giving off a white glow. With precision and agility, he weaved in and out of their ranks, leaving a trail of fallen warriors in his wake.
The warriors of the 'Vikings' guild were caught off guard by Leo's sudden attacks and were unable to defend themselves against his powerful spells. They could somewhat block the blades, but the spells were too fast and unexpected to block.
Leo felt something wet and sticky drenching his clothes, but in the heat of battle, he couldn't afford to dwell on it. He expertly dodged a strike from an Orc that was attempting to land a lucky hit by tracking the illuminating white glow of his bone blades.
With a quick twist of his body, he avoided the Orc's weapon and countered with a swift strike of his bone blade. The Orc stumbled, feeling something impaling his chest, but before he could react a Lightning Bolt pierced through his green abdomen.
Swish...
