CH152 Established Commander
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Alex remained still, locked in place by the residual static electricity crackling around him.
He couldn't move freely until the Lightning Rod spell fully ran its course and the excess electrical charge safely dissipated into the ground.
That same charge was also the reason his hair stood straight up, crackling softly. He could only pat down the dust clinging to his clothes—kicked up by the earlier burst of spells.
[A.N: He was unintentional Aura farming. *smirk*]
And as he stood there, waiting, he replayed the sequence of events in his mind.
It had all happened in under a minute.
Though lengthy in explanation, the battle's turning point was swift, precise, and lethal.
Once the Shieldbearers had locked down the Verdant Stalkers, Alex knew the two support species—the Shadowcats and the Lightning Serpents—would launch a coordinated strike against the platoon. So he baited them.
