"How the fuck does he know that spell?!"
The Fake Hero recognized that type of magic and it made his blood turn cold. Just when his mind began calculating possible paths of retreat, he noticed the strange expression of the battle priestess in the distance.
"Hmm?"
Despite the fact that her Water Spirit companion was on the brink of death, she still had a fearless smile on her face.
Sensing the enormous mass of life energy that covered the entire area, her lips parted and she uttered one word.
"Five."
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'I'm receiving the beating of my life.'
If it wasn't for the fact that Craitid was fearful of his essence of destruction and his other unique skills, Mesarthim, Harbinger of Ice and Vortex, Evan doubted he would even have the ability to think such things at this juncture.
