When Evan began to play the flute, the mbers of the Erald Hand who were in the watchtowers could hear the pleasant sound. This lody was sweeter than the sirens' singing a dozen tis over, but this flute brought destruction and death besides great music.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
The mbers of the Erald Hand were about to attack Evan, but they could not do so because the ground began to shake violently. It wasn't an earthquake. It could be called a sound call to nature.
Suddenly a huge number of rectangular, wooden bars appeared from under the ground. They were thick and sturdy. The Erald Hand's temporary base was covered with a wooden barrier in just a couple of seconds.
These wooden bars quickly destroyed several barriers above Erald Hand's camp, and Evan could now attack without fear.
But, the wooden do that prevented anyone from escaping was only a prelude before the main act. Evan continued to play the flute, and visible notes began to fly out of it. These notes flew in different directions and entered the minds of the mbers of the Erald Hand.
This lody clouded their minds, and suddenly, instead of attacking Evan, they attacked their allies. Evan ignored them, he knew exactly what was about to happen.
Evan continued to play the flute while the hypnotized light mages cast spells and fought at Evan's side.
lodies kept coming out of the flute and into the minds of the Erald Hand mbers. In less than a minute, Evan had already brainwashed more than ten Erald Hand mbers.
"Stop! Why are you attacking your own? What's going on?!" Shouted one of the light mages.
Nothing foretold trouble as suddenly his friend, whom he had known for over the years, attacked him using his most powerful spells.
Several notes headed towards one of the commanders and tried to penetrate his mind, but suddenly the notes were destroyed by the man's aura.
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