Dreadful Smell

The realm of mist emerged before the group, and soon, a gust of wind made most of them take steps back, startled.

CRACK!

One meter ahead of them, a sharp cut split the ground, opening a thin and deep fissure. Almin, Langrum, and Loeus swallowed nervously while Ruri widened her eyes, her mind working rapidly.

Bruno, noticing her reaction on his shoulder, spoke calmly. "Yes, that is very similar to the power of our technique. Wind laws have a cutting ability like that of a blade. Its strength isn't great, but its speed and flexibility are remarkable."

Ruri nodded admirably and watched the wind blades crossing the air menacingly. Her eyes gleamed, but the rest of the group was breaking a cold sweat.