A symphony of crackling and explosions echoed in the Public Garden as Mariz and Noah continued fighting. As the woman was quick to evade and deflect the blows and fireballs of the hounds, Noah was trying his best not to touch any of the puddles on the ground or get in range of a lamppost.
It's just that the beautiful scenery was being burned and destroyed all around them. Noah now understood what he was supposed to prevent, but he was actually participating in it. He had no choice but to fight since Mariz was a top-tier witch… one that seemed to be on a calamity-grade as Laquisha once said.
Noah didn't know if he was indeed in the same grade, but he didn't want to think that there were many levels in a witch's strength. They were just measured by the number of realities they could affect, right?
Like the one they fought before, he could only cause trouble to two or three people max. Nadin and this woman had a bigger scope of affecting the realities of a multitude.
