Kael moved through the shadow creatures with lethal precision, his skills and movements reflecting an experience no one would expect from an eleven-year-old boy. Every step he took was accompanied by swift and precise attacks. He summoned shadow spears that pierced the beasts as if they were made of glass, while wind blades cut through the air, shredding others around him.
The creatures tried to fight back, but Kael was always one step ahead. His agility was impressive, dodging claws and bites with fluid, controlled movements. One beast attempted to attack him from behind, but Kael turned at the last second, conjuring a blast of wind that sent the creature flying, smashing it against a rock.
The adventurers, who had been prepared to fight to the bitter end, stopped to watch the scene, their eyes wide with disbelief. The archer slowly lowered her bow, her mouth slightly open as she watched Kael decimate the beasts one by one.
