"He's targeting the formation yantras!" One of the commanders shouted, panic seeping into his voice as he realized the significance of Kent's attacks.
The other realm disciples, who had been so confident in their superiority, now watched in stunned silence, their mouths agape as they witnessed Kent's merciless efficiency.
"He's—he's killing the guardian beasts like they're nothing!" one of the disciples from the Fourth Realm gasped, his eyes wide with horror as he watched his comrades fall.
Kent's chariot circled the third layer of the Lotus Chakra Formation with relentless speed. The once-impenetrable barrier now bore gaping holes where his arrows had struck, the magic dissipating as the formation began to crumble under the weight of his assault.
It was clear that Kent was not just aiming to breach the formation—he was dismantling it piece by piece.
