Austin’s sword ran through a Mist Wolf that pounced onto him from the air, and threw the corpse far away, momentarily wondering if the wolves corrupted by Mana would cannibalize their own.
Dolant tapped his shoulder and spoke aloud: “Look over there, are they crazy!?”
Austin heard Brendel yell out something, but he did not pay attention to the latter. When he looked at the youth in confusion, he saw this scene—
The youths were the first to move; Carglise and the squadrons’ leaders raised their hands parallel to the ground, and they moved accordingly.
The Centaur Elder held up his lance and reared up to make himself taller, giving out the loudest roar he had:
It was as though an explosion had rung out. The Centaurs stiffened for less than a second, and the crescent formation immediately divided into two in an instant.
“Thorsar!” Quinn shouted as well, echoed by the Tree Elves. Their magic over their conjured dark green vines made it move to the sides.
It did not take very long for the Warg to command the wolves to rush in. Even though it was strange for the enemies to divide their forces, doing so allowed them to surround them easily.
The wolves charged through the Wall of Wind like flood water rushing through a broken dam. The earth rumbled loudly.
[Why? Isn’t this a death sentence? Dividing our forces will only work if they have a limited number to surround us, but these wolves have an endless supply of reinforcements. No matter how many we kill, the numbers will only increase.]
Austin stared at the scene with wide eyes.
“Mad! They have gone utterly mad!” Dolant was jerking Austin’s arm and shouting: “Even if they want to meet their deaths here, do they have to drag us down?”
Austin did not reply and suddenly narrowed his eyes. Brendel was moving to the center where the armies divided alone.
Another howl came from the Warg, and the horde of wolves rushed towards the youth. It was certain that the youth was their highest commander, and it wanted to finish him off as soon as possible.
But Brendel also had the same idea.
“Are you ready?” He asked, looking back.
“Yes, my lord,” Scarlett said.
Quinn had gotten off Wydall and nodded as well.
Brendel gripped Halran Gaia tightly with both hands and rotated his body to his limits.
The front row of black wolves lowered their bodies and readied themselves to pounce at the youth. They bared their fangs and uttered loud guttural noises from their throats.
Brendel could almost feel their eyes that were full of crazed bloodlust staring at him. He expelled all the air in his lungs.
[Power Break and Frontal Assault into White Rave Sword Arte—]
A violent maelstrom far stronger than the Wall of Wind formed from Halran Gaia and reached the sky. Invisible blades cut across the ground around the youth, forcing Quinn and Scarlett to back away
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