The huge blue fist hit Peter's handsome face, and even though Roland had held back, Peter was sent flying back several meters.
Mixed with blood, nearly half of his teeth on the left were knocked out.
He landed on the ground and was struggling to get up when he was held down by four blue Hands of Magic, pinning his arms and legs.
He tried to break free but was unable to move, like a helpless little girl.
After struggling for a while, he gave up.
Looking at the man who had done this to him, he asked in a tone that was half puzzled, half helpless, "Roland?"
"You know me?" Roland asked as he walked over.
"No." Peter's cheeks puffed up with great speed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he said, "But you're the only one among the Master Mages who can use Hand of Magic so slickly."
Roland grunted a response.
