Boom! Boom!
Great explosions, thunderous as crashing thunder, burst continuously across the desolate plains.
Enormous fireballs, like meteors, fell from the heavenly vault, crashing heavily into the array of the Star River Mayflies.
Dense waves of fire, as thick as magma, instantly engulfed thousands of Star River Mayflies.
The Star River Mayflies looked around bewilderingly, within the range of their sight, there wasn't a single Wizard in view. Yet the Wizard's fireballs, as though they had eyes, landed precisely on them.
The Mayfly General at the center of the formation was an old insect; he recognized at a glance what the Wizard's tactics were.
"Attack beyond visual range, the scouting techniques of these Wizards are quite clever."
The Mayfly General muttered under his breath, then immediately issued commands through the psychic network and shared his judgment with a few other generals of the Star River Mayflies.
