At one side, white fog was eating the dark green fog. And at another side, torrents of attacks released from Charley took away the dark green fog.
William stood just in front of that spear, moving all of the three tails at the same time to clash with its sharp tip.
William repeated his opening showy move, yet he didn't just jump in the air like he used to. He dashed forward to meet up with the incoming spear.
Such a move left a very heavy feeling of pain and repercussions at his body and bones. Yet William never cared. He was just worried that Charley's attacks weren't enough to tear down the dark green fog, ending up corroding his precious weapons and losing them.
As he feared, part of the weapons started to melt away, turn into ash and fly in the air. But the remaining parts managed to clash with the spear and finally stop it.
