Seeing the Talonraith come at him with full speed, Vyan summoned some strength to his arm and thumped his palm on the ground.
An impenetrable wall shot up instantly, and the winged beast collided with it with a deafening crash, shrieking as it was flung back into the air.
Struggling to his feet, Vyan panted heavily. His chest still ached, but breathing was becoming more manageable. He narrowed his eyes at the Talonraith, noting the dark energy swirling around it like a sinister fog. The oppressive black aura seemed to be tormenting the creature, pushing it into a frenzy despite its normally peaceful nature.
That means, these invading monsters were under the control of a black magician, especially sent here to create havoc.
There was only one person like that whom Vyan knew of and would want to screw him like this.
Only one person fit that description and had a vendetta against Vyan.
