"You ungrateful ingrate!!!" Liam said as he shot out towards Elijah, letting go of his mind as he finally couldn't control the anger burning deep within his soul.
SHANGGG!!
Like metal clashing against a fortress, Liam's attack made no scratch on Elijah's body as only white marks could be seen on his caramel skin.
SHANGG!! CLANG!!! SHANGG!!!!
Liam slashed on several times in frustration as he saw no injuries on Elijah's skin.
Instead, all he could see were thick grey smoke like aura that was pushing against his sword.
It's was frustrating and this only increased the anger and animosity Liam had kept hidden deep within him.
But without thinking at all and trying to break through the grey smoke-like aura, Liam had unknown faced the might of a 'godly magicraft'.
One that he could never wish to encounter in his entire life.
But unfortunately for him, Elijah was the one that wielded it.
