In the midst of the chaos in the large tent, scorching flames and roaring thunder surged and swelled like erupting magma and writhing silver snakes, wreaking havoc in a frenzy.
In an instant, Owen's body was engulfed.
The emanating waves of power turned the ground into a charred black mess, sending up columns of black smoke.
The claws of the two bloodwolves that came into contact with Owen seemed to sink into a quagmire, immediately enshrouded by thunder and flames.
Their iron-like tough fur crackled and sizzled under the relentless assault.
The magma and thunder both contained the power of [Order].
Despite the bloodwolves being as powerful as platinum-tier mages, they couldn't withstand the power of [Order].
After a brief struggle, the silver fur on the bloodwolves' bodies began to shrivel and blacken, and their desiccated flesh showed cracks like tree bark, oozing thick black blood.
