Secret Realm, Desolate Wilderness.
Dozens of Warriors clad in bright yellow Battle Armor were besieging a pack of Stele Demons.
The Warriors coordinated seamlessly, forming a battle formation that sliced the Stele Demon Battalion into several smaller chunks, using numbers to crush the few, taking them out one by one. Blades and swords flashed and crossed, Spiritual Energy fluctuations surged in all directions, the roars of the Stele Demons and the shouts of the Warriors tangled together, echoing across the vast, empty wilderness.
The leading Tier Seven master was seated at the center. He didn't personally strike, but his Spiritual Energy aura shrouded the entire battlefield, like an invisible giant hand firmly controlling the situation.
