'Forty seconds.'
Dasha leaped to his feet and glanced at Scylla. A massive amount of distance had been made. A hundred feet almost given that he could barely see the giant maiden now.
'Forty seconds for the build-up and one second for the actual attack. It's too fast to dodge but the focus required prevents Scylla from using her hydras. That is my opening. That is when and where I must counter.'
The attack was absurd. It didn't seem to have an end. If he hadn't reacted when he did, death would have consumed him.
'Black Cards,' Dasha chanted, five black cards in his left hand. Each card used up a hundred and fifty mana. The Shadows, entering the world of shadows, that cost two hundred mana per second. He was burning through his mana fast due to the Darkened Pulse. Even with Foundation Establishment, his MP regen per minute was at 600.5. Often, when he wasn't fighting, he had to unequip the Sorcerer Class entirely.
