With a thunderous boom, the fireball exploded, turning the entire Soulstone Temple into a furnace enveloped in billowing smoke.
Yet, as the smoke cleared, Ghana stood unscathed, a cold sneer gracing his face.
He raised his hand, and black light once again coalesced, firing towards Saphir like a bolt of thunder.
Saphir felt a tremendous sense of danger and attempted to dodge in a desperate flash of motion, but it was too late.
The black light struck him squarely, a formidable force piercing through him from head to toe, nearly robbing him of his ability to stand.
His face turned pale, and he spewed a mouthful of fresh blood.
His body threatened to buckle, but gritting his teeth, he mustered all his strength to maintain his stance.
Witnessing this, a surge of anger and despair welled up in the hearts of the other team members.
They realized that no matter how powerful the adversary, surrender was not an option.
