Alexander raised his spear, gravity mana gathering around its tip.
"Pin them!"
Several demons attempting to leap toward Elion were suddenly slammed into the ground as though invisible mountains had dropped onto their backs. Their limbs cracked and their bodies flattened against the dirt.
The retainers and soldiers seized the opportunity immediately, arrows and spells raining down to finish them off.
Elion noticed the support and smirked.
"Good job, prince!"
Alexander, far away on the wall, somehow felt insulted by the tone in Elion's voice.
'Why is he calling me prince all of a sudden!?'
The demon caster finally released its spell.
A sphere of black mana shot forward, twisting the air around it as it tore toward Elion. The stone bridge beneath his feet began to crack before the attack even reached him.
Elion raised Kurogoroshi, and for a moment, the blade hummed vigorously, and then he swung it, seamlessly connecting with the black spell, splitting it into two halves.
