Arasbus was at the rear of the high demonic horde. Although the Abyssal was a mighty and fierce warrior, he was not foolish. Like most demons, his tactical mind was not exceptional, but he always knew to let the weaker ones go first so they could clear the path of traps and drain the enemy's energy.
A sharp smile crossed the Abyssal's face as he saw the human Mages begin to consume massive energy, and magic formations in the ground began to glow.
The Abyssal was prepared to see all sorts of explosions and devastating spells that would kill hundreds of the demons at the lead, but he received something completely different.
"Wait, what!?" Arasbus couldn't help but express his shock as he saw that the magic formation in the ground, activated by the human Mages, did not harm the lead of the horde but instead began to make the earth tremble.
