Territory of the Magical Academy.
Dean tore through the demonic horde like a whirlwind. One after another, the evil spirits fell before him. Some rushed him in blind rage, while others clung protectively to their summoner. But Dean showed no mercy.
"That's the… fortieth," Ivy counted, her eyes wide. "Seems like he doesn't even need backup."
"Not yet," Sunder replied, pointing to the swelling crowd. "The Worm keeps summoning more."
Memphis and Elise stepped up to join their comrade. Dean may not have needed the help, but this needed to end, fast.
Memphis slammed her palms against the earth. Jagged spikes of pure energy burst from the ground beneath the monsters. An AOE spell powerful enough to level a battlefield.
Elise lifted a hand. Tomes hovered above her, opening as shards of crystal shot out like bullets, shredding the smaller spirits.
