Zarchary's eyes instinctively went up into the air and he saw a swirling blue orb of energy, rotating slowly above them.
"A final ditch attack? You must be getting desperate," Zarchary said with confidence in his voice, "I'll ruin that confidence for you,"
With a flick of his finger, Zarchary shot a beam of dark magic into the sphere and it absorbed the components of the magic – being corrupted in the process. A grin spread across the Demon's face as he saw that Tero wasn't able to disperse this one.
"This attack… is under my control," Zarchary said and turned back to Tero, his smug grin was wiped off his face seeing that the Apprentice's grin had widened even further, "Why are you still smiling?"
Tero snapped his fingers, triggering the countless explosive molecules within the orb – Zarchary's eyes widened at the Apprentice's action and he raised his hand, trying to control the spell but he wasn't in control.
