The Mistbound Counterattack [Part-2]
Then—
A thick white mist rolled across the battlefield.
The forest disappeared.
Visibility dropped instantly.
The undead army slowed.
Even Alibaba's forces lost sight of their targets.
"What happened?"
"I can't see!"
"Stay together!"
Voices echoed through the fog.
This was a spell performed by Brinda, while Eon and Lane were fighting she was already preparing to use this large scale spell for a quick retreat. Now that the sights of the enemy forces have been reduced Eon even though he sustained some injuries was able to escape the encirclement, same goes for Lane.
Brinda stood far from the battlefield.
Sweat rolled down her forehead.
Her purple hair stuck to her face.
Maintaining such a large-scale spell was exhausting.
Still, she continued pouring mana into it.
"Move, you idiots..." she muttered anxiously.
"Don't waste the opening."
Inside the mist, Eon laughed.
"Brinda actually pulled it off."
Lane nodded.
"Retreat."
