Lathel didn't dare to wait too long. He glanced at the information panel that was displayed.
His current energy level was just over 8,000. Just enough for him to use the 'Thunder Dragon' skill one more time.
'Wait! My energy is draining too quickly, maybe...'
Lathel thought about something he had already suspected, which was that strange white flame.
That type of fire seemed to be able to corrode his magical energy like a powerful acid.
Lathel frowned, clenched his fists, and two swords made from the combination of lightning and fire appeared in his hands.
He didn't want to waste too much energy, so he decided to find a suitable opportunity to use the "Thunder Dragon" skill again.
Lathel clutched the two swords in his hands, while enduring the terrible pain from the burns.
