Yet the result made their jaws drop.
Aside from some thin clouds around the outer edge being blown about, the rain cloud as a whole showed almost no movement beneath the fierce gale.
As the one controlling the wind element, Liwita naturally understood the situation best.
The wind elements could still bare their fangs and claws outside the rain cloud, but the moment they merged into it, she instantly lost control over them. It was as though a membrane stood between them, cutting off her command of the wind elements.
So no matter how strong the wind was, it could only affect the thin clouds on the outermost layer. Once it entered the interior, there was no room for the gale to run wild.
The rain cloud clearly had no place to take root, merely drifting through the air out of nowhere, yet they had no way whatsoever to deal with it.
Every wizard's expression turned grim.
"Pitter-patter." Strange sounds came from within the rain cloud, as if mocking their overestimation of themselves.
Liwita's expression kept changing. Though her main purpose in coming to the front lines had been to dig up major news, she also understood that digging up news was one thing, while being able to bring that news back alive was another.
When one flourished, all flourished; when one suffered, all suffered. If she wanted the greatest possible chance of survival, she had to find a way to eliminate these great demons.
Liwita's strength was low, and there was not much she could do. But when it came to gathering information, she had her own methods.
With that thought, Liwita temporarily gave up controlling wind-based power and secretly set up a summoning ritual.
Liwita clearly used this summoning ritual often. She set it up extremely quickly, and