With a single swing of his sword, Zack blasted a way the massive fireball… the projectile dispersed like it was the flame of a candle. Others came to his away again, but the same thing happened again and again. Long ranged attacks of that level wouldn't work on him.
Zack stood at a vantage point, checking the vast army of fire dragons that surrounded the towering fortress of fire and stone. The sheer number of dragons, each exuding an aura of raw, untamed power, was enough to make even the bravest of warriors hesitate.
With a deep breath, Zack used the No Range Limit spell. Gripping his twin swords tightly, he felt the familiar surge of power course through his veins. In one fluid motion, he began to swing his swords with precise, calculated strikes. Each slash was a masterstroke of lethal efficiency. To any observer, it seemed as though Zack was simply practicing swordplay in thin air, but the reality was far more devastating.
