The battle outside the city wall had reached a new level of intensity.
Zantem, apparently tired of losing every purely physical encounter, began channeling his remaining magical power. Elemental energy pulsed around his transformed form as he searched for an opening.
He found it when an unconscious soldier lay nearby. His transformed maw curved into a cruel smile as he released a burst of concentrated power.
But Lucien moved like lightning.
His elemental sword traced a perfect arc, cutting through the magic as if it were morning mist. The explosion dissipated into nothingness, not even grazing the soldier.
'What?' Incredulity made Zantem's jaws contract. 'Another parasite capable of countering my magic?'
Fury clouded his judgment further.
Channeling mana into his muscles, Zantem launched forward with magically enhanced speed. His claws, empowered by elemental wind, cut through the air with enough force to create visible pressure waves.
