"You!" Alex frowned as he held the scepter of destiny and his face turned pale. His cruel gaze shifted to the person welding the spear and with his eyes, he understood the enemy's intentions.
Typhoon!
Alex's face turned ugly as he felt the twirling water surging within him, trying to rip him apart from the inside out. His face turned pale as his eyes let out a bright light and an explosion of all forms of power owned by Alex erupted, sending emperor Qikath spiraling back.
"This!" Everyone was stunned.
Alex Briggs is losing!
That was what was in everyone's mind.
Blood poured out of Alex's injury and his body shivered occasionally but even then the look in his eyes was cold and calm. He seemed to possess an unusual level of calmness for someone in a disadvantaged position in a fight.
