Storm?
William looked at the two waterspouts that were about two arm spans wide.
Although the waterspout created by Tornado wasn't weak, this didn't have anything to do with a 'Great Storm.'
"But you and I were once companions. Why did it have to come to this?" the other party said something inexplicable.
"Huh?"
William could only express his confusion by uttering a single syllable.
"Alright, perhaps you won't believe me… But there's nothing we can do about it. I only hope you understand that if I weren't forced, I really wouldn't want to fight all of you."
As the other party spoke, he held his sword with a sad expression.
William was about to ask something when a dangerous premonition exploded in his mind. Without thinking, he raised his hand and moved the two waterspouts in front of him.
