"Mahabaiel ..." Galos quickly raised his hands and wove a rather complex magic array in front of him. The feedback from Fala indicated that the strength and speed of these three Wind Elemental Hawks were much stronger than before. However, as long as he used a large-scale defensive magic of the same series, he could easily block them, whether they were in the form of a hawk or a swarm of bees.
However, just as Galos finished his incantation...
Two silver rifts suddenly appeared in front of and behind him. The three hawks plunged directly into the rift in front of Galos, and then they sprinted... to the sky... from his back.
"It's good to be confident in your understanding of magic theory, but too much reliance on theory can lead to great losses." Fala said without looking back. At this moment, he had just deflected one of Galahart's strikes once again, then he raised his hand, and a bathtub-sized fireball sent Galahart flying.
