Breira's relentless kick sent Mo upward.
Others would have been hard-pressed to regain their bearings in such a situation, but Mo was the most powerful aide to the King of Armakea. All his battle experiences were ingrained into his bones to the point that even when under attack, his body would instinctively move accordingly.
"BREIRA!" Mo growled in anger, his magic energy exploding out.
Removing the force of attraction in his body coming from the plane's gravity, Mo's weight suddenly turned light as a feather and broke the momentum from Breira's relentless kicks.
"Ngh...!" Breira ground his teeth and braced himself for Mo's counterattack.
