The moment those head-sized glands hit the ground, they burst open, shooting countless white threads out in all directions.
The white threads stuck to tree trunks, binding all enemies together within a seven-meter radius spherical area and rendering them nearly immobile.
The landing point they chose for the glands was excellent, completely avoiding the convoy under attack.
Colin and Ale chanted a Spell at the same time.
A red and a yellow ball of Flame shot toward the two respective webs.
The moment the white threads came into contact with the Flame, they instantly ignited. Due to the webs' properties, the creatures entangled within were completely unable to break free from the searing, flammable material.
The scene below instantly transformed into a living Purgatory.
Screams and wails echoed endlessly as humanoid figures, wreathed in Flame, ran about frantically, tearing at their own bodies.
It was then that Colin got a clear look at the enemy.
