Wain, in a careless manner, headed toward Lin while the tip of his sword pierced the ground as it instantly turned to ice.
"You have a pretty strong Form, your ash has protected you well since the last attack, I was intent on killing you." Wain spoke with a sly smile on his face.
Lin was silent while her eyes stared at different points as if she was trying to figure out what to do. She was incredibly talented, so facing such an opponent was really stressful for her.
'Fuck! When I use the Form, even my brother can't handle me! Why is Nameless so strong? Why am I running away?!' Lin exclaimed inwardly, biting her lip and waving her hand.
A large amount of ash came out of her mantle and turned into a massive avalanche. It collapsed on Wain as a vast shadow fell over him.
"Hey, aren't you a swordsman? Why are you acting like a mage?" Wain grinned as he pointed his sword at the avalanche, "Well, I can't blame you for that."
Whooooooooosh.
