'I know that something as big as a mage tower is hard to miss, but isn't facing it like this too dangerous?' Crank conjured his Mana Body bloodline ability and the Mage Knight spell, Full Guard, to have at least awareness of his surroundings.
'I can hit this thing all day, but if it attacks me back, I won't notice until it's too late!' Call of the Void blinded everybody but Lith, Solus, and the Demons.
The Hyperion felt the blackness brush across his thick fur like a living thing and did his best to ignore the pressure that the unnatural darkness exerted on his sensory organs.
Crank joined his fists, slamming them against the side of the Black Throne along with the tier five Spirit Spell, Phoenix smash, releasing a blast of emerald flames that burned at both the cursed tower and his arrays.
'Same here.' Phillard hacked and slashed at the white marble with his axes in what he considered his version of Blade Magic.
