But looking at the Crow Hag's tiny wings, they did not seem capable of generating enough lift. Evan could only guess that this was the effect of some innate Spell-like Ability.
Tap—
They landed on the treetops while still at least thirty meters away from Evan's group of four. Even after becoming monsters, the Spellcaster Profession's instinct to keep their distance was clearly still there.
The two Crow Hags also had a deep impression of the crow-men who had been tracking their sisters ever since Frost Leaf Forest. Though they looked like kin on the outside, they were actually "demons" who wanted to kill them at every turn.
On their own turf, with old and new grudges combined, the Crow Hags naturally showed no courtesy. They greeted them with one hundred and twenty percent "enthusiasm"!
Caw! Caw!
After letting out two strange cries,
the army of crows that had been circling above their heads like thick clouds instantly poured down like a flood, disregarding casualties as they surged toward Evan and the Crow-Men Unit charging forward.
With their masters present, these crows became even more fearless. Even the two oversized crows periodically swooped down despite the risk of being singled out and killed, frantically casting Demoralize on them.
The battle returned to a fever pitch.
At this point, Evan and the crow-men adopted completely different strategies. Evan whirled the longsword in his hand into a mass of silver light, protecting himself first before seeking to kill the enemy.
The three crow-men, however, relied on their airtight equipment and paid no heed to the ordinary crows' attacks. Holding muskets, they formed up and charged straight at the Crow Hags behind them, shouting, "Long live the queen!"
They're being way too reckless! Though he complained inwardly, Evan could only follow close behind,