"Adapting so quickly?"
Anderson frowned.
The adaptation speed of the White Wizard Apprentices had far exceeded his expectations; although the assault from the Void Academy had shattered their defenses, the lack of command meant these Black Wizard Apprentices hadn't managed to surround and annihilate the enemy with concentrated troops immediately.
The Black Wizard Apprentices had indeed achieved rich battle results, but that could not withstand the fact that the White Wizards far outnumbered them.
"We can't keep this up, we must quickly defeat these White Wizard Apprentices."
Anderson made his decision, but before he could act, a series of spells bombarded him.
"Ten o'clock direction, distance 350, left ten Fireball Technique, ready."
Orey's voice rang out on the battlefield, a group of White Wizard Apprentices arranged in a semi-circular formation was slowly advancing towards the battlefield, and their formation was growing larger as they moved forward.