"I-It went down…?"
Megan asked in an astonished voice as he watched the puppet struggling to get up. But the magic pressure around the puppet forced it to keep its head down.
There was a lot of damage to the mechanical parts that forced its joints to move, and Zayne's weight and magic held the puppet down.
"Boss, let me take care of the puppet. You do not need to use that magic of your power yet. You are losing control."
Claris yelled as she hurried toward her boss and the monster.
Her words made Camelia concentrate on Zayne and his current condition.
Not many would have noticed it, but Camelia could tell that the man in front of her was somewhat different from the person she usually saw in front of her.
Something about the way this man carried himself felt different. And not only that!
The apocalyptical energy that was swirling around Zayne felt insane. It was unlike anything Camelia had ever seen before.
