"Fly, my minion!"
Mana's light seeped from the crevices in the armor, and the double fists that were pointing skyward shot out.
It was no metaphor. The double fists on the back separated from the elbows and torso, the severed surfaces blasting out fierce winds, shooting toward Roland like rockets.
It was a totally unexpected attack. At this moment, Ronald, hovering in mid-air, couldn't dodge. Even if the blow couldn't penetrate the Barrier, it would at least knock him off course and prevent him from advancing.
It should have been so.
The heavy sound of gunfire echoed through the air, and the trajectory of the flying fists crossed with two tracer high-explosive rounds, the explosion's shockwave significantly altering the fists' path.
"What!!"
The precisely-fired and powerful shots not resembling those of a musket caused Sandiana to swiftly turn her gaze.
"I won't let you hinder Roland!"
