After a few seconds of raging thundersnow storm with Erik and Naeku in its eye, all the Dhashur in their surroundings had been shredded to pieces. Neither first- nor second-ranked beast was spared as none could withstand Erik's third-rank skill.
Yet, impressively, none of the villagers caught up in it were harmed. They all looked down at their bodies in search of wounds, but found none. "A— Amazing…" some of them whispered as they stared at Erik's heroic, lightning-charged form.
Just outside the church steps where they found themselves, groups of Dhashur and Baqum stared at Erik with ferocious, yet scared expressions. The Dhashur uttered strange, lisping barks, while the Baqum clicked and chittered. Both creatures attempted to sound threatening, but none dared approach.