As the Lightning Blade was about to hit Wissant's head, a large arm about a metre long suddenly manifested above him, blocking the attack.
''He seems capable for a C rank warlock.'' Elden thought as he watched the battle unfold.
Katcha!
Immediately after the destructive blade of lightning hit the big arm, though, it shattered it, reducing it to dust. Yet, its offensive power had also been reduced, and its remaining destructive waves diffused in the air.
'All my powerful skills require massive mana, and I can only use them for a while.' Jerouch thought inwardly, bending his head five inches to the left, dodging a blow.
With his hands coated in blue lightning, his fist landed on the monstrosity's chin. Despite the lightning's additional attacking power, though, he still felt a tingling feeling in his arm.
The monstrosity, on the other hand, was catapulted a few metres backwards, making Wissant's eyes constrict.
Bam!
