Of the ten who came out of the forest, four of them got caught by the Red Lightning, while three more were stunned by the residual current that hit them through the ground.
Seeing this situation, Aster no longer held back.
"...!"
He sprung up, dashing toward the stunned gunner, and waved his sword. In one swing, a neck was severed, and a life was gone.
"T-This brat...!"
Of course, the others saw this and reacted. They surrounded Aster, weapons at the ready. They were so focused on him that they missed the MVP of the battle.
*CRACKLE!* *BOOM!*
A lightning bolt fell, killing one of the four in a blink. The rest turned to their fallen comrade reflexively, wondering how Aster attacked even without showing signs of casting a spell.
Primal fear gripped their hearts—the fear of death.
*SLASH!*
