บท 128: Five Ascendants' Power

As the Ascendants prepared for battle, the air became thick with anticipation. Ophelia watched them, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. It was a smile that spoke of challenge, tinged with a dash of curiosity. "Let's see what Ascendants can do," she said, her voice steady but filled with a subtle excitement.

Her words seemed to ignite a spark within the Ascendants. Their faces hardened, a mix of determination and anger painting their expressions. Steven, feeling a rush of adrenaline mixed with a strong sense of duty, was the first to leap into action.

Gripping his spear firmly, Steven lunged forward. His movements were a blur, a combination of speed and precision that left little room for error. As he spun the spear, it whistled through the air, crackling with the energy of his wind spear ability. The air around the weapon shimmered with power, transforming it into a lethal, spiralling force.