Three attacks, each wrapped in the terrifying strength of the deep sea current, came from three directions, almost sealing off all of Colin's retreats, as if no method could evade them.
On the island, Tina and her little mermaid companions stood in front of the Bonfire, holding their breath, their beautiful faces turning pale from shock.
On the other side, Dog Brother and the others were also holding their breath, feeling the terrifying energy that seemed to shift nature itself, their brains sending crazy warnings, with visions of themselves being torn apart by the water already flashing before their eyes.
The only thing that gave them a bit of comfort was that Colin stood in front of the Bonfire, unflinching and without a hint of panic.
In fact, he indeed had no intention of dodging.
"Ignorant runt, so eager to rush to your death!"
In a sigh of resignation, Colin suddenly raised his hand when the attack was close enough and extended a finger towards the enemy.
