The stone men heard his order and charged in a wild frenzy into the swarm's frontline.
They tore through the Rat-lings and brought down the larger Rat-Orges. As they fought, Archer summoned even more that joined the fray.
He managed to slow down the Swarm, but he knew it wouldn't last for long. So, he decided to cast a spell he rarely used.
Archer raised his hand and cast "Meteor Swarm."
The skies above the battlefield darkened as an eerie rumble filled the air. The dragon-kin soldiers and the Sun Elves were entrenched in their preparations for the impending battle.
All of them looked up in astonishment at the sudden phenomenon unfolding before them.
A swarm of small meteors, each one glowing with an otherworldly light, streaked across the sky like fireflies.
Gasps and murmurs spread through the ranks as they descended with breathtaking speed.
The ground shook as cosmic rocks hit the swarm, causing brilliant explosions of cosmic flames that engulfed the creatures in dazzling energy.
Cosmic flames danced and swirled, consuming the swarm with relentless fury. Meteors continued their relentless descent, striking down one after another, the advancing horde.
Amidst the chaos and destruction, the dragon-kin soldiers and the Solari Sun Elves found themselves filled with both shock and awe.
They had never witnessed such a phenomenon before, and the power and beauty of the cosmic flames were both terrifying and mesmerizing.
But the battle was far from over; a tolling bell echoed through the air, signaling the formation of a storm overhead, much like the one they had faced before.
With the battle hanging in the balance, Archer summoned his resolve and cast Aurora Borealis once again.
Ethereal lights danced and weaved in the air, creating a dazzling display of colors across the sky, resembling a celestial tapestry.
All the Dragon-kin soldiers and Sun Elves stood in awe of the breathtaking spectacle, finding solace in the beauty of the magical display.
Yet, this time, something was amiss. As the vibrant color of Aurora Borealis cascaded through the dark storm clouds, the storm resisted, pushing back against the spell's energy.
Sinister clouds churned and crackled with newfound power, battling against the magical light that sought to dispel them.
Undeterred, Archer furrowed his brow in concentration, pouring more energy into the spell. The fate of the battlefield rested on the success of Aurora Borealis in dispelling the storm.
The dragon-kin soldiers and Sun Elves watched with bated breath, their hope resting on their young leader's mastery of mystical arts.
However, a sudden turn of events. A streak of light green magic shot out from behind the swarm, intertwining with the storm clouds and infusing them with malevolent power.
His spell was now engaged in a fierce battle against the corrupted storm, its radiant lights struggling to pierce the dark shroud of magic surrounding the swarm.
Archer clenched his teeth, struggling to control his spell amid the magical tug-of-war. The battlefield descended into chaos as the storm's dark power intensified.
The vile creatures drew strength from the empowered storm, fueled by malevolence, and surged forward with renewed vigor and bloodthirst.
Archer spotted the Rat-Orges charging forward, and he sent in the Stone men, but they were torn apart quickly.
He looked over to Sera, who smiled back at him. Archer nodded his head and whispered, ''Draconis.''
A bright light appeared above the dragon-kin as Archer transformed into his dragon form, letting out a ground-shaking roar.
The swarm stopped in its tracks as another light appeared, and a smaller red dragon hopped onto Archer's back.
Charging at the swarm, the ground shook under their mighty force. Before crashing into the enemies, Archer cast dozens of fire bolts, sending them flying into the densely packed swarm ranks.
Explosions erupted across the battlefield as Archer crashed into a Rat-Orge, swiping at a group of three that came up from behind, instantly tearing them apart.
With his jaws, he grabbed another vile creature, while his tail whipped away another group. Sera jumped off his back, landing on top of one and biting into the creature.
The two of them tore into the Rat-Orges and slowed their advance until Archer was tackled by the Neothelid.
Its snaked-like body wrapped around his and started to squeeze him, Archer was caught unaware but soon recovered and cast Thunderwave.
The spell forced the creature back and he lunged at the creepy-looking thing and latched onto its neck.
[The girl's POV]
Ella was watching Archer and the snake-looking creature fight as the swarm started charging forward.
She knocked a few explosives arrows and let them fly into the incoming creatures, large explosion went off all over the battlefield.
Nefertiti started chanting a powerful Arcane spell. "By arcane might, winds unchained, Tempest's fury, unrestrained. With power vast, I now command, Arcane Tempest, sweep this land!"
A surge of raw arcane power erupted from her palms, forming a swirling vortex of energy.
The tempest crackled with electricity, and winds roared with intensity, pulling in surrounding debris and creatures.
With a fierce thrust of her arms forward, Nefertiti unleashed the Arcane Tempest upon the incoming swarm.
The powerful magical cyclone tore through the vile creatures, sending them flying in all directions.
The force of the tempest overwhelmed the Rat-lings and Rat-Orges, scattering them like leaves in a storm.
Inspired by Ella and Nefertiti's attacks, Hemera didn't want to be undone. So she looked up at the sun and started casting her most powerful spell.
With a fierce look in her eyes, Hemera raised her arms toward the sun, drawing its blazing energy into herself.
A brilliant aura of light enveloped her, and her body seemed to radiate with the power of the sun itself.
She focused her energy, and with a swift spin, she unleashed the Sunflare Whirlwind. The air around her whirled and crackled with intense heat, forming a swirling vortex of scorching solar energy.
Her spell surged forward, tearing through the vile swarm with unmatched ferocity.
The Rat-lings and Rat-Orges were engulfed in the blazing cyclone, their sinister forms writhing and screeching as they succumbed to the searing power of the sun.
Her tempest burned through the swarm like wildfire, leaving a trail of ashes and destruction in its wake.
Hemera's eyes glowed with excitement as she maintained control of the devastating spell, ensuring that not a single vile creature could escape its wrath.
In the midst of the chaotic battle, Teuila, a graceful and skilled swordswoman, moved with remarkable agility and finesse.
Her slender form danced through the ranks of Rat-Orges, her sword gleaming in the sunlight.
Teuila effortlessly parried the creatures' clumsy attacks and swiftly struck them down with precision.
She moved with a mesmerizing combination of elegance and deadly intent, like a graceful dancer performing a lethal ballet.
Teuila's opponents couldn't match her speed and dexterity. She evaded their attacks with ease, moving like a nimble spirit.
Her strikes were precise and deadly, swiftly dispatching her enemies. As she spun and twirled, her blade became an extension of herself, a weapon of both beauty and destruction.
The Rat-Orges fell before her in a whirlwind of steel, unable to keep up with her lightning-fast strikes.
Teuila took down one more as she heard a loud crash, she looked up and saw Archer throwing the snake-like creature.
[Back to Archer]
Archer hurled the Neothelid across the battlefield, sending it crashing to the ground. He cast Blink, vanishing from sight and reappearing behind the creature.
With a swift strike, he lashed out at the creature's long body, tearing off some of its skin. Black blood poured from the wound, splashing all over him.
He felt the blood started burning him but shook his body and latched onto it and the creature threw him off him after thrashing its body.
Archer cashed in the ground but quickly got to his feet and that's when he saw Sera fire her dragon's breath that hit the creature causing it to roar in pain.
As the Neothelid surged forward, its snakelike body lunging toward Archer, the dragon-kin leader's eyes blazed with resolve.
He met the creature head-on, charging at it with unstoppable force. With a deafening roar, Archer collided with the Neothelid, their impact shook the ground beneath them.
Claws extended, and he tore into the creature's thick hide, ripping away chunks of flesh and scales with every swipe.
The creature screeched in pain and fury, its long tentacles lashing out at Archer in a desperate attempt to defend itself.
Archer's movements were swift as he nimbly avoided the thrashing limbs while continuously tearing into the creature's.
Not content with just his claws, Archer cast a swarm of Plasma Missiles that crackled with deadly energy.
With the Neothelid right in front of him, he unleashed the missiles at close range, the explosive projectiles erupting upon impact.
The Plasma Missiles struck the Neothelid's exposed flesh with fiery bursts, causing the creature to writhe in agony.
Smoke and sparks filled the air as Archer's relentless assault intensified. His fierce strikes showed he was close to defeating the Neothelid.
He was a whirlwind of fury and power, a force of nature unto himself. The battle raged on, but Archer refused to back down.
Despite the creature's tenacity, his relentless assault proved too much. The Neothelid's once fearsome movements became sluggish and weak as its life force diminished.
Finally, with a mighty roar, Archer delivered the decisive blow, sinking his claws deep into the creature's body and ripping it apart.
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