Jalin's speed had exceeded Saleen's limit of flight capabilities. Even with the power of wind element provided in full force by two Tempest Dragon-mights, Saleen had no way of keeping up with her.
Saleen knew that unless he went summoning the leader of the Tempest Dragon-mights, there was simply no way he could close the distance between the two of them. If the one he was chasing after was Sika or Lex, he would have definitely summoned the Tempest Dragon-might leader by then. The one before him was Jalin though. Since Arbola was confident enough to leave her by his side, the chance of anything happening to her was close to nil.
Saleen lowered his flight altitude a bit, watching the ones wearing holy master regalia beneath him. He threw icicles at each one he saw, not caring if he would end up killing the enemy. If the ones being hit by the spell were holy masters below grade-7, Saleen did not think there was any way for them to defend against his mutated spell.
