Sunny charged without waiting for anything else. He quickly strode on the rock bridge made by Azran. His favored small knife in hand, he grinned as he succeeded in dodging the fireball shot at him.
"What a weak flame!" Sunny shouted, gracefully maneuvering between a bullet of water and a mini tornado.
They should have known that the blond healer mage was better than that. Then, with ease, he stabbed the water magic user in the stomach, shredding it aside to make sure that the opponent would die. For sure, unless one of their five opponents was a healer mage.
Then, the nearest opponent tried to slash Sunny's hand with his sword, but the blond somehow dodge that too. In a quick seconds, he stabbed the swordsman too, this time in the neck. There was no way he'd survive that particular attack.
"Who's next?"
The leader gritted his teeth and clenched his fist tighter on his curved blade. "I'll make sure you die!"
"Hmm … that will be hard, because I'll kill you first!"
