The moment for the Powerful Wand to showcase its "power" had finally arrived. Lynch swung the wand, unleashing destruction like a tempest in the audience hall of the Dark Elves. Fireballs, ice cones, and lightning beams left scars of devastation on the building, and the continuous booming sounds echoed throughout the Drow Castle.
No one had ever dared to wreak such havoc in the core of a Dark Elf Family, not only on the walls, floors, and giant supporting pillars but even the Spider Goddess's statue and various sacrificial items were smashed to pieces in this storm of destruction.
"Despite my reckless destruction, the two Drow Matriarchs seem delighted. One because I've weakened her enemy, the other because I've deceived her opponent." With this thought, Lynch felt even more exhilarated. The long-held pressure he had experienced in this Dark Elf City was being released through this avenue.
