The metallic avian, clearly the captain of this formidable group, called out his six cosmic experts. With a single sharp command, the warriors moved into position, swiftly surrounding both Emery and Grand Magus Soltz.
The aged Grand Magus exhaled slowly, his body pulsing with energy as he conjured a spell that enveloped him in an impenetrable layer of stone, forming a formidable armor. Meanwhile, Emery remained still, a slow, confident smile creeping onto his lips. His pitch-black eyes flickered ominously, dark tendrils of energy coiling around his fingertips. The air around him warped and trembled under the surge of his power.
"Only a first-stage Cosmic, yet you act so arrogant!" one of the avian warriors scoffed before launching himself at Emery. His wings beat with immense force, twisting the wind into a deadly vortex. With a sharp screech, he slashed out with razor-like talons aimed directly at Emery's face.
But he struck nothing but empty air.
