After gaining the Draconic talent, Gauss found that the cooldown on Breath Casting had been greatly reduced, and that it was also much easier to use.
For the sake of practice, he simply used Breath Casting over and over.
A storm of daggers, azure magic bullets, and crimson flames swept through the Itk nest, shrouded in webbing.
Meanwhile, Gauss's teammates quickly subdued the other two Itk.
After Alya temporarily restrained them with a control spell, Albenna charged forward with a shout and swung her great axe in a hurried strike, severing their tentacles and lower abdomens.
All that remained was their upper torsos, writhing and wailing where they lay.
Their cries of pain also kept the It't slave spiders from trying to flee.
Gauss stood in the sky like a spellcasting turret, precisely picking off spider after spider.
"Magic Missile!"
Gauss spat out two blue spheres.
As magic flared in a dazzling burst of light, the last of the dying Itk finally met its end in a magical fireworks display.
"It's over."
Gauss slowly descended from the sky.
His breathing was slightly ragged.
Casting spells rapidly for a long time had taken a toll on his stamina and focus, even though most of them had been the simplest cantrips.
In fact, even a higher-level spellcaster might not have been able to achieve the same results in actual combat.
Higher-level spellcasters might have mastered stronger or more specialized magic, but when it came to casting low-level spells smoothly, they might not be as good as Gauss was now.
As the saying went, every trade had its specialty. Gauss was a professional when it came to killing weak monsters.
After all, he had built up his casting proficiency on mountains of monster corpses.
Knowing how to kill monsters with the least effort,