~BOOOOM!~
~WHUUUSH!~
~FSHIIII!~
Mordred continued his barrage of spells, keeping Neron on his toes.
As they fought deeper into the thicker and denser unnatural woods, Neron found himself at a disadvantage.
The thick trees restricted his movement, forcing him to adjust his tactics.
Mordred, on the other hand, used the forest to his advantage, maneuvering effortlessly between the trees and launching precise attacks.
'Damnit! His experience in fights is beginning to show.'
Neron gritted his teeth as he struggled to keep up, dodging and countering as best he could.
He attempted to trap Mordred in another barrier, but the elder mage anticipated the move and slipped away, using a gust of wind to knock Neron off balance.
Finally, Mordred saw his chance.
