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Bang Bang Bang!
The thick cutting board slammed down hard onto the mage's shield.
As though it struck at the heart of Naga.
He furrowed his brows slightly, and the air around him pushed out forcefully.
A wave of air pushed Heine away.
Almost at the moment the air wave dissipated, a familiar striking sound rang out beside his ear.
Ting!
A crack appeared on the shield, and its light dimmed significantly.
Naga knew that the cunning opponent lurking in the dark would not miss such an opportunity.
What shocked him was that the attack, clearly not imbued with any special energy, caused such an impact with a mere physical force...
What kind of monster was this?
Two symbolic ice cones drove back the assailant as he prepared for the next spell; Teacher Xia circled back.
The previous two times were probes, but this time, Withering Dagger was thrust out like lightning.
