Flinging the arrow from his hand, Zibar wrapped his fist in Dark Aura and obliterated the beast below him, the detonation slamming against the Shadow Sect's walls as a curtain of mist billowed out, veiling everything around them.
Seconds later, a hoarse, menacing laugh spread through the smoke as Zibar stepped out slowly from behind the drifting shroud.
"Ha! Six against one? Have mercy on me!"
Dusting his cloak, Zibar smiled as he looked over his new hosts.
'Wave Controller .. looks like a mere child who hasn't even come of age… which only proves absolute control. Impressive.'
The one behind that sweeping, crushing attack was just a blond boy in a hood.
He had taken position behind the others, ready to strike at any moment.
Farther back still stood a dark-skinned woman bearing a great bow—the source of those terrifying arrows.
Two duelists, a tank, a spearman, a Wave Controller, and an archer…
All of them were SSS-tier.
