They were putting their commander's words into action. The army made the first move, and a fierce battle began. No one here should be weak. After all, everyone here plans to enter the unknown.
The army began to blitz through with magic. Much mana was poured, and those nearby were in the crossfire.
"Charles! We should run."
"Why? It's getting interesting. I won't be harmed."
Unless someone here could cancel my abilities, I was unkillable. And I meant it literally. Physical death, death relating to souls, and erasure were useless. I had ignored the words of both Greg and Joanne.
"See the might of our army? I dare anyone else to come forward."
As arrogant as the commander was, he had obliterated the small group. Using hundreds of men to fire off mana was something almost no one here could stop. Even I wouldn't be able to stop it alone with my powers. I may have come unscathed, but I couldn't destroy it.
"It's a shame, the fight's already over."