BANG! BANG! BANG!
Leonel's enigmatic steps sent him fluttering across the training room. Three puppets wearing wooden armor pressed him from all sides, conjuring spells of all kinds to bombard him.
Leonel's eyes remained closed, his Internal Sight remaining concentrated on this small region.
Thoughts of how Lamorak had toyed with him played in his head again and again. The memories were so vivid that he could almost feel the same pain coursing through his body once more.
Leonel was suddenly cornered by all three puppets. It seemed for a moment that he would be pincered from all sides.
An arrow of earth, fire and water assaulted him from different directions, aiming to take his life.
The puppets of this room were all entirely made of Spiritual Wood. As a result, their ability to cast spells was even beyond that of their human counterparts. This made up for their stiff actions with overwhelming power.
