The black battlefield had descended into complete chaos, a maelstrom of violence and raw power as Alex and his army clashed with their own nightmare counterparts.
The air itself trembled under the countless spells being unleashed, waves of dark magic and elemental fury rippling across the void.
The ten elemental foxes Alex had summoned darted across the battlefield, sending bursts of fire, lightning, water, and shadow at the nightmare foxes, who retaliated with their own vicious counterattacks.
Each copy was not only identical but enhanced, throwing back Alex's spells with even more ferocity.
In less than thirty seconds, Alex's foxes were overwhelmed.
One after another, they fell, extinguished in bursts of elemental energy, until none remained.
On the other side, six nightmare foxes still stood, their darkened forms bristling with corrupted energy.
However, their triumph was short-lived.
