Spllaattt!!!
Kwaaakkk!!
The sounds of the flying creatures shrieking in pain resounded through the air, as Chumo stabbed one of them with a dagger straight in its nape. An abundant amount of blood spurted from the sky, as the wyvern went barreling in the air before crashing onto the stone cliff killing both the creature and the Asian Prince, as both fell into the abyss.
Fortunately, the Chumo whose body just got splattered was merely one of his shadow clones.
Klea herself was no longer using her magic staff, because she had drained too much of her spirit energy earlier. At the moment, she just completely focused her entire attention on controlling the thunderbird she rode.
Not only was it required very little to almost none spirit force, the bird was also capable of fighting by charging toward the wyverns and using its two sharp talons as means of offense. Still, it wasn't enough.
