The General's army

Jolthar could only stare in awe at the sheer magnitude of Remin's power—his aura manifested as a colossal mammoth, dwarfing everything on the battlefield.

With a single downward stroke, Remin unleashed his devastating attack.

The air itself seemed to sing as the energy swords rained down upon their enemies.

In mere seconds, the battlefield was transformed into a forest of green-tinged blades, each one piercing through multiple transformed soldiers.

Despite the awesome display of power, Remin made it look effortless, as natural as breathing.

Wymar and the Grosbek Knights moved with practiced precision to eliminate any survivors, ensuring none of the transformed soldiers escaped.

Within a few minutes, not one of them was seen; they were all killed. The entire situation had changed in their favour.

Jolthar could only stare at the man, his broad figure. His single attack cleared everyone, killing them.