"That's a pretty sick ability!" Julius back away with the sword in his hand, blocking.
"You're not bad either. You've gotten stronger." Praelia laughed as he rearranged his jaw, the wind around his legs and arm were gone.
"If you need a new tailored suit, you know who to ask." Praelia's suit was torn to shreds from him using the ability.
"My ability is called Battery. It allows me accumulate magic in a single part of my body and exert it all out in a single motion." Praelia's feet were constantly moving up and down, the constant exertion of magic is what's keeping him afloat.
"Didn't ask." Julius charged straight at Praelia, his sword aimed straight at Praelia's throat.
