"Don't go all out right from the start."
Phield swept his gaze across the battlefield, remaining vigilant.
"The situation is constantly changing. There's no need to stand out too much."
Without an army supporting them, they could easily be worn down by waves of weaker enemies.
As for this loose alliance, it was useful for sharing some of the pressure, but when it truly mattered, it couldn't be trusted.
"Leave it to me."
Tisiana spread all four of her wings, looking like a magnificent angel descending from heaven.
Brilliant Holy Light erupted around her.
Countless feathers rained through the air like a swarm of locusts, blanketing the densest clusters of demonspawn.
Those seemingly soft angelic feathers possessed overwhelming power against evil creatures.
Anyone struck directly died instantly.
Even a mere graze ignited them into blazing fireballs.
The demonspawn fell in waves like wheat before a scythe.
The slaughter was as merciless as a beach landing massacre.
