The cameraman streaming the battle, who had been silent until now, muttered, "No wonder people say that even if Old Dog had a hundred girlfriends, he'd get dumped a hundred and one times..."
Hill understood what the cameraman meant. Xue Yunfeng always tried hard not to yell at the Priests, especially the ones who got flustered the moment things turned urgent... but he just couldn't help himself.
There were plenty of girls in the other classes too, but generally, girls interested in fighting were a little more resilient. Priests were indeed the class most likely to have fragile hearts, but they also had the most sweet, innocent girls.
Yet most Priests hated Old Dog.
Fortunately, an enraged Lagon drew Snow Old Dog's attention away from his endless chatter.
He swept a hand through the air, and the number of black flames before the defensive Knights doubled. Using his gift as Lord of Arcana, he had recreated the effect of the Black Flame Spell.
This was different from the spell recall he had used earlier. That ability merely spared him from expending a spell slot. He could keep casting the same spell, but it still consumed his mana.
His Lord of Arcana metamagic gift, however, cost no mana, though he could use it only once a day.
In other words, Lagon's mana was still full.
That was what Toril's greatest powers were capable of. Lagon looked utterly relaxed. To him, the Undead were a minor distraction, not worth any more effort.
If all his little pets in the cavern hadn't been wiped out, Lagon wouldn't have attacked so many Elves. The Rune Lord, who didn't even dare return to his underground cavern in Calimshan, was still counting on the Elves to kill those Fire Genasi and Air Genasi again!
Lagon simply