"Mini magic beasts' tide?" Sean repeated and rolled his eyes. "I think it's more appropriate to say that a small group of magic beasts coming over. There are only around 30 or so magic beasts coming."
"Did you count it?" Sophia asked curiously as she released Akira, her lightning bird, to let it rest on her shoulder.
"Well, the number is more or less that many," Stephen said as he also looked at the distance. The corner of his mouth curled up. "Let me control their movements."
"What?"
"I am the woods, the pillar of growth. Let the wood grow even more vigorously and entangle the enemy in front of me, tangled roots."
Before these magic beasts could come closer to them, roots grew up from the grounds and grabbed their legs. Despite their small size, these roots were extremely strong and these magic beasts were unable to move forward.
But Stephen's mana was limited, so he couldn't deal with so many magic beasts all at once.
