''Urghh!''
Jerouch's figure was thrown backwards, sliding a few metres before another wall broke his momentum.
Jerouch didn't wait to check who or what it was he bumped into, his mind was on battle mode, and swinging his hand in a tight gesture in the air, a longsword made of blue lightning shot out from a blue magic circle that formed before him.
The sword, forged from pure energy, seemed to crackle with power as it took shape. Its blade, made of vibrant blue lightning, emitted a pulsating glow that illuminated the area around Jerouch.
The intricate design of the sword's hilt was adorned with runic symbols, giving it an aura of mysticism and arcane might.
The electrifying energy that surged through the sword seemed to dance and twist along its length, creating mesmerizing patterns of light and movement.
Sparks of electricity cascaded from the blade, creating a small whirlwind of crackling energy that surrounded Jerouch.
Bang!
