Daniel floated in the air, calm and expressionless, holding the skull in his hand as he stared at the undead army below.
"Ah, my friends…" The skull sighed. Many of his companions had been slaughtered in mere moments by this human.
Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do for them. At best, he could mourn their loss.
Daniel didn't have the patience to take down each and every undead soldier one by one. So, he raised his hand to form a weapon from mana and launch it toward them.
'Can I make a bomb out of mana too?' He paused for a moment as an interesting idea came to his mind.
He'd never tried it before, so he wasn't sure. But just as he had previously created swords using mana, he now imagined a volatile and explosive mass of energy in his mind—and shaped it with mana.
"Hope this works," he muttered and sent the mana orb toward the undead.
Boom! Boom!
To his surprise, it exploded. The blast wasn't overly powerful, but it was at least acceptable.
