The ground beneath them cracked as an explosion of fire and concussive force erupted outward.
The sheer force lifted the veteran off his feet, sending him hurling backwards through the air as he flew out of the Tempest Circle.
He crashed into the dirt, rolling several times before skidding to a halt.
All the surrounding battles had stopped at this.
The wind had been knocked out of the veteran, his armour seared from the sudden heat.
The veteran gritted his teeth, planting his sword into the ground as he slowly stood up with difficulty.
'That move… only generals have access to that technique…' he told himself as his vision swam for a moment but his focus sharpened when he saw the bandit leader approaching, fire still licking at the edges of his blade as the winds began to calm.
"What's wrong? I thought you had me figured out?" the bandit leader taunted, his voice laced with amusement.
