Roben was still on one knee with his hand in the sand to maintain the skill which was binding the legs of the giant lord.
Since Roben had been put in charge of a unit, the members began to gather around him after the Last Resort command. They spread out some meters around him, and the long-range cadets who could still fire attacks at the lord kept doing so from this distance. Before long, about thirty-two cadets had joined him, with ten of them using their long-range skills.
By now, the giant lord was in a really bad state, and his size had massively reduced as he struggled under the constant barrage of attacks.
The cadets of Roben's unit were focused on their target, when unbeknownst to them, a small black moth flew through the air toward one of their members who was the farthest to the rear.
