At this current moment, Yate Eplison could feel a growing piercing pain in his hands.
"Weren't you bragging so much earlier?" Ezra Zephyr looked over as mockery appeared from the corners of his mouth.
"It will be better for you to celebrate after we're done fighting." Yate Eplison retorted with an ugly mug.
"Let's see how long you can keep up your smart-assness!" A mocking look flashed in Ezra's eyes.
Yate quickly made some distance as his hand suddenly jerked. Ash white Bone Whip dashed into the sky as an icy piercing shriek rang out.
The surrounding spiritual energy rapidly surged over and poured into the bone whip as a stifling pressure began to spread.
The surrounding spiritual energy rapidly surged over and poured into the bone whip as a stifling pressure began to spread.
"Holy Bone Whip, Holy Bone Phantasm!"
Roared Yate Eplison as he made a hand seal.
