"Vermin! Dare you shed that skin and fight me!"
Kaecilius was beside himself with frustration. He simply could not endure it.
Those four things were like sticky taffy. He could not kill them, no—he could barely even injure them. They ignored defense entirely and charged at him, trading injuries blow for blow.
It was driving him insane.
What kind of magic is this?
You're cheating!
The four fighting Kaecilius also felt how troublesome their opponent was. Seeing the other Dark Mages preparing to wreak havoc in the Sanctum, they grew anxious as well.
If they did not deal with this guy quickly, they would still lose once the Sanctum was destroyed.
The suits they wore were incredibly powerful—even Kaecilius's spells could not penetrate them.
But their opponent was strong enough to keep sending them flying.
Even with all four attacking and none defending, they had not gained much of an advantage.
"I'll go help deal with the others. You three be careful."
Seeing that this could not continue, Stephen immediately found an opening to break away.
Kaecilius tried to stop him, but Stephen's talent for magic was beyond question. With the other three assisting him, he easily avoided Kaecilius's interception.
Then Kaecilius realized that three of them were no different from four!
They were all impossible to kill, and they simply charged at him without a thought.
Especially that one who had attacked first—he could actually shrink, and his strength did not diminish at all.
During that earlier sneak attack, if Kaecilius had not received his master's power and ceased to be human, that one blow would likely have crippled him.
The fight was utterly stifling, and he roared again and again in fury.
Having broken free, Stephen joined forces with the battered Sanctum Guardian to deal with the other