Chapter 1272: Emerging 'Victorious'

Soon enough the magic barely held the soldiers at bay, and we were forced to pull out our melee weapons and get to work up close and personal, using magic as a secondary force to repel them and instead relying on the brutality of close quarters combat.

Leone's Estoc, Anput's heavy war spear, Mom's Claymore and my Falcata and War Pick combo all were caked in gore as we got to work killing anyone who got close to us, be they from the 'Purists' or the 'Combiners' as I had begun to mentally view them as.

It was easy to classify them differently since the Purists operated with brutality and power in mind, using a hammer to solve every possible problem they had instead of changing the tool for the current job; they threw simple yet overly strengthened spells at us before switching to their rigid, heavy weapons to attempt to beat us into the sands below.