As the enormous wave crashed over the demons, lightning descended from the heavens like a furious rain, electrifying the water and the millions of demons trapped within it. In a matter of minutes, the horde was completely annihilated.
Slowly, the sky began to clear, its oppressive darkness giving way to the sun. The vast body of water that had flooded the land began to evaporate, dissipating into clouds and steam.
On the battlefield, Rattan, disguised as Kaelen, found himself trembling. The terrifying display of power brought back memories he had long tried to suppress. He was a Fifth-tier mage, and facing one of these Sixth-tier mages was a nightmare. He couldn't believe he had survived a confrontation with one.
Despite his fear, he knew it was his time to act. He stood tall on the field, pulling his sword and pointing it forward toward the distant Abyss portal. His voice, amplified by mana, bellowed, "Attack!"
