Before they could reach anywhere near them, Julian pulled out two magic papers from his body. Wisps of mana were discharged from his fingers, infusing into them. They were immediately ignited, turning to dust but leaving behind two arrows made of condensed poison that rose into the air, their sharp triangular head aiming at the incoming statues.
"Take them out!" Julian's shout was like a force that could move them.
"Whoosh!"
Instantly, they shot out and crashed on the statues, wrecking them into pieces; their stone-like bodies were blasted into countless rubbles, scattering on the floor like junk.
As he took down a few more in a familiar fashion, Julian eyed Roy. "Leave them to me. You go and get that menacing bastard in the center."
"You sure?"
"You've seen it yourself. With these magic papers, I am pretty much unrivaled against them. And... If I run out of them, I will just run away."