A surge of murderous intent rushed at Luca like a tidal wave. His loose strands of hair were swept by the wind, yet his expression remained unchanged.
"Those words… should be mine to ask you," Luca said calmly. Before his voice fully faded, silver magic runes flared beneath his feet. The stone pavement beneath him cracked and shattered, and in an instant, Luca vanished from the street, reappearing behind Curtis.
The Wind and Thunder Spell Spear ignited with red runes as Luca twisted his body, pivoting on his waist and unleashing a powerful strike. The spear, now engulfed in flames, rained down on Curtis's vital points like a storm of fire and lightning.
Turbulence!
The attack was swift as a thunderbolt and fierce as a falling star, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound.
Just as the Wind and Thunder Spell Spear was about to pierce Curtis, a blood-red greatsword swung down.
BANG!!
