Liam, seeing the other squad of Zephiri, wasted no time.
He stomped, spreading arcane energy outward, disturbing the energy inside their body.
Feeling the strange sensation that was nerfing their strength, the squad quickly awoke from their daze.
They then moved closer, forming a circle, preparing to fight.
Liam dashed forward, his blade engulfed in the white flame that towered triple his height.
He wanted to finish this quickly.
As they moved, leaving the ruins, he sensed something ominous approaching.
Suddenly, a wall of ice appeared in front of the squad, blocking Liam's slash.
When the white flame struck the ice wall, it began to melt rapidly, and Liam's slash cut it in half.
Parts of it dropped to the ground, liquefying, but soon regrew.
"Stop it!" A voice reached his ears, causing him to look upward.
Liam saw Kalia flying above them.