The brutal deaths of the three master-tier Protectors felt like a heavy hammer, striking the very spines of Henry and the other Middle Earth elites, shattering their pride and confidence without mercy.
All that remained was endless shock and fear, leaving them frozen in place, unsure of what to do.
"No! Owen has exhausted himself by killing the three master-tier Protectors. We still have Kaldan's grandmaster-tier Protector!"
"Owen is already at the end of his strength, there's no need to panic!"
Henry quickly spoke out, his voice loud and clear, attempting to stabilize the rapidly crumbling morale of the group.
The gathered prodigies from noble families and empires quickly pulled themselves together, turning their attention to Joseph, who was currently defending against the reflected attacks from the Guardian Shield.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!