บท 270: Battle For Ircron : Headless

Miasma swirled, blown away as a brown blur moved around, ground and rocks exploded, towers and siege weaponry were rendered to splinters, golems and undead soldiers were ground to dust, the blur gaining speed and power each time it kicked off something, never stopping for even an instant, endlessly gathering momentum and destructive potential.

All to destroy Loimos, he had called forth a large amount of miasma, not to damage his attackers, but to block their sights, especially that of the hidden sharpshooter, time would tell whether this smokescreen was of effect, or if it was to be coupled with mirrors.