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A crimson blade light danced through the air, cutting down the leading zombies in a single sweep. Severed limbs flew into the flames, sending up thick, acrid smoke. Above them, a blue chain blade tore through the battlefield. Skeletons, ensnared by chains of aura, shattered instantly, their fragmented bones scattering in all directions.
The outcome of the battle was obvious. There was no way mere lower-tier undead, zombies and ghouls, could pose a real threat to them. Yet, the expressions of the group were not entirely triumphant. Leven and Serati looked strained as they wielded aura blades.
"Ah… I'm out of breath…"
"The smoke is worse than the zombies."
Flames swirled violently in every direction, and thick black smoke filled the air. Just standing there was dangerous, and fighting while moving so aggressively only made breathing even harder.
The only relief was that they didn't have to endure this for long. The aura users had held the front line long enough for Karnak to prepare a powerful spell.
Karnak raised his wand and chanted, "Arcane Strike!"
A brilliant white flash surged through the burning streets. The majority of the undead horde was swallowed by the magic's light and swept away. Amid the...
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