Edward flew back to Erik's side, nodding at him while looking at Silas. "Go ahead, I will take command of your troops."
Erik felt no need for hypocrisy as he cast a grateful gaze at Edward. Opening his palm, he called his spear back to him. He almost struggled to hold the spear as he sensed its anticipation and excitement.
Erik shot up once again into the sky, casting a weightless spell on himself. A square mana platform appeared under him, which he stood on.
Face to face with Silas, Erik found he had nothing to say, so they both just coldly stared at each other. Half of Erik's mind was on the mage by Silas's side, who hadn't made a move yet. He had no idea what Silas planned for her.
Erik's eyes turned cold as he shot towards the mage. "I will start with her."
