Erik spun around to face the pursuing swarm. His neural links were quickly being filled by the mana inside Erik's brain crystal.
The flying thaids circled overhead at that point, and Erik had to act fast if he wanted to save the others.
He knew the flying thaids' simple minds sought fresh meat, and that was exactly what he was going to give them, and in abundance.
Mana surged through his body as he formed hundreds of wind blades, each one sharp enough to slice through the thickest carapace.
He measured his power enough to make sure he would end up with enough mana for whatever happened later, but enough to kill most of the bug-like thaids he could during a short time frame. The blades took shape.
Erik then unleashed his attack. The wind blades shot forward. It was a barrage that cut through the air, making a sound akin to a blade tearing silk.
