"It just takes practice, Asim. This is like cardio after a while." Nate continued wading through the bloodbath as he moved around the battlefield. "Look, we can't waste all night on Imps. We need to finish this quickly. I'm going to count to three, and I need everyone to close their eyes. Wait a moment, then find their leader and strike together. One..." Nate knocked an imp aside. He had to get to the center for this to pay off. "Two!" Nate tripped. [i]Fack[/i]. He rose to his feet already sprinting. "Three!" He slid on a knee, slammed the base of the halberd in front of him and cast a light as bright as the sun in the center of the throng.

	In theory, everything would be blind for quite some time. Nate stood up and realized the magic had taken quite a toll hon him. Hopefully the others would make the ground while he attempted to catch his second wind.