Bab 121: Win？

The Clash of Titans on the Bone-Strewn Battlefield

In the face of Limon's audacious advance, the corpse wizard perched upon the high slope seemed to become acutely aware of the impending danger. The two spectral figures, cloaked in darkness, brandished their staffs with a menacing flourish, and the elemental forces at their command responded with a dazzling display of power. A searing fireball, trailing a tail of hellish flames, and a razor-sharp wind blade, slicing through the air with a lethal hiss, shot across the sky, hurtling towards Limon with unerring precision and deadly intent.