[That headless freak scattered my spell like it was nothing...]
Berkah grinned from ear to ear, the apparent strength of the opponent galloping toward him filling his heart with excitement.
"...For a moment there I thought everything in this so-called Tower would be fodder."
"Yeah, this is how it should be!!"
Berkah roared and coiled his legs to lunge at the Dullahan.
The Dullahan's mount galloped through the gorge made by Berkah's previous attack, unfazed even by the searing heat of the dark flames.
"Oi, stay back porter."
Berkah said to his clone, to which it responded with a nasty glare but it understood the reason why he would not want it get to caught in the crossfire.
Bzzt! Flap!
Berkah lunged and unsheathed his sword, lighting gradually adorning and condensing on its blade.
■■ Lightning Sabre! ■■
