Fierce winds accompanied by thunder and a strange gray energy collided with a black mass, that imitated the Thunder and wind, and defeated them quite easily. However, it struggled to do so against the gray mana.
"What is that?!"
Kazikato inquired, as he dodged a thunderbolt, barely avoiding it. However, the static electricity did make his hair all frizzy.
"Damn it!"
Kazikato, in a fit of rage stomped on the ground once again, however, one again, it did not do much to hinder Alexander. The stage was now in pieces, merely a glimpse of its former self, perhaps even less.
"Come on!"
Alexander yelled, as he appeared behind Kazikato to attack. Kazikato turned around, ready to face him, but Alexander was nowhere to be found. He had already moved from behind him and was now in front. Kazikato, puzzled, was unable to block the attack by himself.
