239 Harvest

Exile fired stun arrows at the Stalkers fighting on the ground to try and bait the flying ones into coming close. However, they ignored his attempts which made Exile grumble in his mind. 'They can't care so little for them, right?' Exile frowned as he watched the players gaining the upper hand thanks to his crowd control spell.

'They must realise our people will escape if we punch a hole through their ground troops. Which means trying to contain me would be useless if I can get out that way.' Exile continued to study their reaction, but nothing seemed like it would change. 'Ok, I guess I can ramp it up a notch.'

Exile spread his hands out wide as two flaming runes appeared in front of his palms. A crackling hissing sound emanated from those runes as two large flaming serpents appeared in the air. Exile noticed that the Stalkers still refused to budge after he revealed that spell.