Rael didn't even feel fear or terror anymore; instead, he couldn't help but feel frustrated because it was obvious these two Withered husks were still not the cause of his earlier dread,he was starting to see that whatever was behind these waves was actually trying to wear them out.
The Withered husk that had crashed into the ground wasn't even dead to begin with as it crawled out of the little crater it had made, which made things more difficult.
Now they had two, if not three, Withered husks to face, and that was not even considering the Withered spawns that were gathering.
Rael had used the Great Bloodrend twice already, with each consuming big amounts of his aether, leaving him with a tiny bit that he was not about to count on. He glanced at Iyvre from the corner of his eye and saw her already in her battle stance; obviously, she probably still had a lot of aether reserved, but her next words did surprise and please him.
