Emmon no longer had the upper hand, maintaining the barrier, his magic power was bound to run out eventually, and he knew he couldn't keep this stalemate going. If he allowed himself to run dry, he really would capsize in the gutter.
Finding an opportunity with his back to Kovis's harassment, the mage forcibly endured the bombardment of blast crystals flying towards him.
The black robe on his back was blasted with a ring of holes, Emmon endured the pain, his gaze fixed on the unfamiliar young man in front of him as he finally, with difficulty, drew the Shock Seal that was usually so simple and effortless.
With a fierce shout of the spell, he turned his head and snapped his fingers, blasting Kovis, who was about to sneak attack, far away.
Emmon quickly turned his head back, retreated hurriedly, and barely blocked the guy who nearly bypassed the barrier and reached for the Seal.
