บท 110: Chapter 110: System's Trap

"Keep attacking!" Tarec roared, his voice hoarse from the acrid smoke and mounting tension. "Concentrate your fire on a single target! We must break through their defenses!"

The summoners obeyed, unleashing a relentless barrage of fireballs. The air crackled with energy, filled with desperate shouts of exertion and the deafening roar of flames.

The heat was oppressive, sweat pouring down their faces, but still they fought on. Despite their fierce assault, Fathoran's soldiers stood firm, their formation an impenetrable wall of steel and defiance.

Tarec felt a cold stab of desperation as he watched the summoners around him begin to falter, their mana reserves depleting rapidly.

The once-vibrant salamanders on their shoulders now seemed to flicker and dim, mirroring their masters' mana exhaustion.

"We're running out of mana!" a soldier cried out, his voice cracking with panic. "We can't keep this up much longer!"