"Isn't this overkill?" Umbranis smiled, sensing their auras.
"Individually, they don't seem like a threat, but together, they are quite a bother..." Umbranis thought, his thoughts interrupted by the questioning tone of the commander. "Who are you?" He inquired, unable to sense any energy emanating from the dark elf in front of him.
Unable to sense any energy, the commander believed the person in front of him was a strong mage, as aura knights could not sense mana.
"I am no one you need to concern yourself with. Please, turn back," Umbranis scratched his head, his other hand shooing away the warriors.
"Huh, how dare you,!!" the commander erupted his aura, crimson red with lines of black—the aura of death, an aura every black-ranked warrior needed to have.
This aura possessed fatal power, capable of causing instant death to most creatures that came in contact with it, and creatures of higher rank may suffer critical damage.
