"I am Shadow a level 4 Player, I saw the notification and I didn't come here to say much all I just need is the items you got from Great Tortoise Wax," the Warlock said as he walked towards Henry and Armstrong and stretched his right hand forward.
Armstrong and Henry laughed and didn't even say a word.
With a wave of his hand, the warlock summoned a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare his adversaries. But Armstrong, his reflexes honed through countless battles, swiftly deflected the dark tendrils with his shield, while Henry gracefully evaded the encroaching darkness.
Undeterred, the warlock unleashed a barrage of dark spells, hurling bolts of unholy energy toward Henry and Armstrong. Armstrong deflected the projectiles with his sword, each clash resonating with a resounding clang. Meanwhile, Henry weaved through the chaos, launching swift and precise counterattacks.
