Many clutched onto broken parts of the walls for support with all their might while for many, their hands slipped and their grips loosen making them caught up in the circular vortex where they became mince meat after being hit by the sharp-edged debris.
Only a strong Legendary rank could cut one of his storms after a bitter struggle but since there is none here, Arkham will surely suffer.
The Mages tried to neutralise the spell but the force of the wind was too great for them to engage, they weren't able to even stand still so how could they cast spells?
Alex noticed the typhoons after causing a great deal of destruction were now on the last leg.
Alex clenched his fist making the two magic circles in his palms grow and glow at once.
The mana around Alex surged towards him and swirled around him.
RUMBlE...RUMBLE.....