Cain felt a surge within his mind as he was returned to reality...
Cain looked around a bit disoriented for a bit before he was able to regain his bearings.
The chaos around him hadn't dwindled even a little bit. Its tempo had been raised by a few notches. The exchange of spells had gotten more heated as time went by.
Although the devils didn't have a lot of spell casters, every single one of them was a source of danger in their own right...
The devils specialized in attack spells and debuffs that were on another level compared to what Cain and the others were used to. The {Miasma Devils} were a special case, but the {Hulking Behemoths} could utilize all sorts of spells based on their evolutionary path as devils.
They dished out large-scale spells that would work against a large army onto their small party of less than ten, making it seem like overkill. However, it was so incredibly effective.