"Get down!" Zein pushed the two guides to the ground, just as the surge of miasma blasted at them. The tanks and the magicians were erecting shields and barriers instantly, but Zein liked to be cautious. "Don't let that touch you, ever. Use the mana shield to protect your head, and stayed behind the guards."
The two guides nodded frantically while activating the barrier on their bracelet and held their arms up.
"Shield, up front! Scout, give us a visual!" Ashur barked from the front while taking out a big javelin from his inventory, and putting his halberd on his back.
"Four hundred meters!" the scout informed them. "It's..." he halted and blinked, before speaking confusedly. "I'm...not sure, Sir."
"What?!"
"I've never seen this too," the other scout said. "It's like...a cyclone. Sir, it's either a boss class using wind barrier or..."
