"How long have you been at Kamar-Taj, respected..."
"Doctor."
"You're called Doctor?"
"My name is Strange."
"Perhaps! That isn't for me to say." Kaecilius said, then plunged a translucent blade into Daniel's heart, completely ending the mage's life.
At the sight, Strange immediately gathered his magic.
As orange-red sparks flickered, several slender magical threads gathered between his hands.
The two zealots charged toward the second floor from opposite walls. To them, the vertical walls were no different from level ground.
Caught in a pincer attack, the female zealot reached Strange first and kicked him squarely in the chest.
Strange's body flipped over. Before he could steady himself, he saw the male zealot vault the railing and leap at him.
Strange took another kick to the chest and staggered backward toward the female zealot.
A translucent blade slashed toward him. Strange raised both hands almost instinctively. The instant he tangled up her weapon, he thrust the magical threads into her face.
After driving back one zealot, Strange swiftly turned around. The magic whip in his hand had finally taken shape, and he lashed it straight at the male zealot who was about to cut him down.
Magic collided, and a dazzling translucent crystal blossomed in midair.
Taking the opportunity, Strange flipped over the railing. His magic whip wrapped around a vase on a table and hurled it at the two zealots.
Crack!
The vase shattered. The male zealot staggered back two steps, while the female zealot paused for an instant.
At that moment, Kaecilius ran up the stairs and threw the blade in his hand like a javelin.
Strange reacted quickly enough. Just as the sharp spear was about to reach him, he swung his magic whip and knocked it aside into a nearby pillar.
Strange gasped for breath, then immediately