"Hmmph! You don't need to tell me that. Focus on that guy and this war. You said you wanted to prove something, right? So do your job, Kurashan. I don't care about commanding your army. I'm here with my mage unit to assist under Lord Zurakan's orders."
Guranjar glanced at the young man leading the pekko riders, his eyes narrowing with recognition. "I don't know who that is, but he just used a skill that those so-called prodigies, Marcellus de Armand, has used before. The protective barrier."
He smirked, raising his palm toward the distant riders before muttering, "Instant Dispel."
A dark, massive magic circle appeared above the thousand pekko riders, its shadow swallowing them for a brief moment before fading. The shimmering barrier buff that Javier had cast flickered and vanished, leaving the riders seemingly unprotected.
Guranjar lowered his hand, a smug satisfaction curling his lips. "Now, Kurashan. I've already debuffed them. It's your turn."
