The sharpened Wind Blade "whizzed" and flew out, turning dozens of white fat bugs into pulp during an invisible, intensive bombardment, and the pulp was carried by the relentless chaotic wind toward the already skewed wall, smearing it with a layer of white liquid.
Although the power of storm and frost wasn't very easy to handle, it proved better than flames for cleaning up debris, saving more energy.
However, some fat bugs still managed to escape the onslaught.
The bugs wriggled, grew quickly, and transformed from the white fat bugs into a red silhouette.
It was a "Red Spirit," likely an undead who had once died here, carrying an axe.
The "Red Spirit" charged forward, but in the next second, its body halted.
The Wind Blade had already pierced through the chest of the "Red Spirit," and as it rotated rapidly, it expanded and twisted the body of the "Red Spirit," spinning it clockwise around its chest as the center.
