Fury, panic, pain, indignation, grief… In a brief instant, five different expressions flashed through Hank's face. He then collapsed to the ground and howled with pain.
His chant was cut off halfway, so his spell had naturally been nullified. Hank could only feel an excruciating pain spearing through his nose, and his tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.
As for the battle? That was the last thing on his mind!
He had been taken out by a single strike!
The entire audience fell completely silent. Everyone looked at Amy, who was wielding a staff that was more than twice as tall as she was, and they all wore peculiar expressions.
They were thinking that Amy would unleash some kind of spell to combat her opponent, but no one had expected her to use such a brutish method.
