Aiming the Ritual Circle at the oncoming horde, I unleashed a hail of wind empowered ice arrows that slammed against the brown mana shells of the Ogres, listening to the sounds of the arrows exploding as they crashed against the Ogres bodies, creating chinks in their mana shell that slowly leaked the rest of their mana into the air, weakening the shell.
More arrows slammed into their bodies, and with each new arrow raining down upon the horde, I gradually weakened and slowed them down even more, the hulking grey skinned monsters raising their arms and trying to swat the arrows away, only to have them explode against their forearms now and blow chunks of their flesh away.
