If Modera and Ansirem's combination of offense and defense perfectly embodied the usual image of mages as magical fortresses and spell artillery platforms,
then Ye Ting was an unconventional melee mage.
After slaying the first nerubian, he did not mind the nerubian blood staining his sword and casually wiped it along the blade.
Where his fingers passed, white spiritual light flared across the sword.
It was the [Anti-Undead] enchantment. Weapons imbued with it dealt enhanced damage to undead creatures.
Thus, Ye Ting fought the undead with a sword in one hand and a spell gathering in the other.
Neither the allies nor the undead had expected that the mage before them would possess such mastery in close combat.
He moved nimbly among the towering nerubians, his sword flashing up and down. In no time, he severed a pair of forelegs from one nerubian, causing it to lose its footing and collapse. Then he immediately slashed behind him, instantly cutting off two outstretched claws.
At the same time, his left hand did not remain idle. Arcane light blazed in his palm, transforming into a huge burning hand that seized another attacking nerubian.
Enveloped by [Burning Hands], the nerubian became a heap of charred remains within seconds.
Then Ye Ting swung his sword again and charged forward, cutting down three nerubians in a single breath.
To onlookers, the way he wielded his sword was swift and graceful, as if he were dancing.
Yet beneath that elegant dance lay utter killing intent.
Every strike was a preemptive attack, the perfect union of evasion and offense. Each time, he killed his enemies by the narrowest margin before their attacks could land.
Yet after so many exchanges, not a single nerubian had managed to touch even the hem of his clothes.
His valiant performance immediately