"Arghhhhhhh!"
With astonishing might, Nero struck down his sword, which was enveloped in a thick layer of azure-blue magical energy, and split a person in half.
"How dare you?!" the comrade of the soldier who was split in half yelled at Nero and rushed at him with his sword pulled back.
However, before the poor guy could even swing it, Nero formed a gun with his hand and pointed his index and middle finger at the advancing enemy.
"Lvae tormentorum!" he chanted a spell in High Elven.
Almost instantly, particles of light coalesced in front of the 'barrel' of his 'handgun' and…
Swaaaaa—!
Thud—!
A beam of light erupted from Nero's index and middle finger and blasted a hole in his target's head, killing him before his lifeless body fell to the ground.
"Haaa," letting out a short breath, Nero looked around him.
