"Seventh class interns, you were right." Henry said as he panted tiredly.
"Hey, you've only killed two!" Dexter shouted to Henry and Henry smiled bitterly as he looked at his friend who looked like he had tons of energy to continue.
"I'm not very used to using swords. My fists are better but they can't do some decent damage right now." Henry said with a sigh.
Dexter looked at the field to see more than twenty more twice as big, black cows coming and he dismissed his spear and charged towards them.
Lightning suddenly wrapped around his arms and he began to beat down the cows. They were very resistant and didn't even move very much when he punched them normally.
*Bang!*
A punch down to the middle of the cows head stunned it hard before the cow's head for buried in the grass.
Dexter summoned his spear and then he looked at it.