章 119: Immovable Object, Unstoppable Force

Just as the goblin commander was within the center of their formation, so too was the Illusion Dryad surrounded on all sides by her elf brothers.

However, Morne and Essenla made a beeline for her anyway, knowing that they needed to kill her if they wanted a chance at victory.

The elves at the edge of the formation sneered at the incoming humans and pivoted, pointing their spears at them and forming a dangerous wall that any normal warrior would have trouble getting past.

But Morne and Essenla were not normal warriors.

"Like the wind," Essenla uttered, her Spell filling her limbs with speed as she pulled ahead of Morne, shifting into a mad dash for the elves.

At the same time, Morne pulled the six remaining tibia bones out of his pocket, his mouth working fast as he cast Apprentice Spell after Apprentice Spell.