Volume 12: The Burning Demon Flame, Chapter 3: Wind Blade

"Grace, the target is under the eaves thirty meters to the northwest, take them down! Lome, boost Grace's strength!" Komer didn't hesitate for a second, silently chanting a spell, and a small cloud of darkness instantly formed in the northwest corner. The rumbling Yin Thunder Sound, as if the Thunder God himself had descended from the heavens, struck a bright arc rapidly tearing through the cloud and hitting the shadows under the eaves in the northwest.

"Damn it! This guy is deliberately trying to draw in the Bohemian Magic Knights!" roared an angry, tall man hiding under the eaves in the northwest corner, "What's going on? Weren't there supposed to be just one Priest among them? How come so many Magicians have appeared? Our opponent here is at least on the verge of breaking into the realm of the Archmage."