Handle It

The undead began to ignore the residents to attack the two of us. I stretched out my hand to create a giant blaze; their bodies or clothes were all burnt to a crisp.

As expected, two people were still able to stand without being injured in the slightest. With an electrified spear, it deflected my flame attack. Meanwhile, Carla played with her dagger and then lunged at me, which was held back by the same sword from Vivian.

"I'll handle this, Zack."

"I understand."

I ran to the side, and the lightning spear user came after me; it was a little strange how a strong person like him could die, mainly since his body was entirely controlled by magic.

He shot a bolt of lightning at me, which I casually dodged; a sea of explosions happily echoed around me, and materials were lifted into the air as smoke Winona as a sign of damage.