The setting was ideal for a fight, even if both went all out, no one would be implicated other than the wandering monsters.
Rise increased the pressure surrounding him, and its influence heightened. The unfortunate flying monsters that stumbled upon his forcefield suddenly found themselves unable to fly foraward and their bodies descended before being crushed to the ground.
Before their blood splattered, the wind roared, and any remains were swept away. The wind materialized into blades as they hung in mid-air, pointing at Rise.
Rise glanced at them before returning to Kamille, who had an incomprehensible expression. He merely smiled and lifted his hand, as though visible to the naked eye, the forcefield from around his feet spread and engulfed a large part of the area around them.
In an instant, unable to stand the heavy pressure, the monsters around the area exploded. Their blood painted the cracked earth red.
