While Cassandra and the others had already put considerable distance between themselves and the battlefield, the zone of destruction had expanded to several kilometers, flattening the jungle with each explosive clash. Every blow left devastation in its wake, eradicating mana beasts and cultists alike. Julius had little concern for collateral damage—there were no innocents in this area.
Now, floating mid-air, Julius surveyed the scene below. His gaze locked onto the man responsible for keeping him away from his wife for far too many days: Pastor Abraham Cronus. To Julius's surprise, Cronus was an Astraval, a mage rank equivalent to his own warrior level. Even so, Julius wasn't concerned. He knew the pastor posed no real threat.