If he were Remus Calsberg, he would have taken the risk himself so that others could flee to safety.
"Phantom Divide!" Windsor roared in anger.
His phantom reappeared, holding a long spear. The spear's radiance reemerged, bombarding the people around him.
Meanwhile, his real body gripped the spear as he shouted, "Dragon Strike!"
A faint dragon roar emanated from his long spear.
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