The place where the guardian stood with his shield up now enveloped in black ash.
"Bahahahahaha!"
Dustin is dead.
With his state, he couldn't possibly withstand an attack as big as one that strikes him just now.
And there is nothing that Aiden could do about that, except cry his weakness for having wasted the guardian's life.
"What?"
The Madman confused. He firmly believed that his attack just now killed the pretentious Platinum Hunter.
Inside the black dust:
"How am I?"
Dustin opened his eyes. His surrounding is fulfilled in black dust, the result of the giant dark mana balls just now. When he thought he would get burnt, he's still intact and alive.
Then he realized that there is someone standing in front of him.
Aiden had never seen such red mana colour like that, but he couldn't mistake someone standing behind the red wall.
"Master!"
Arsen, the Sword Master of the Saint Arcane Church.
