"Now I see," the Black Robe Person in the shadows said slowly, a hint of surprise in his voice. "I didn't expect you to break free so quickly, just like him."
Just like him?
Trist turned slightly, watching the commotion in the distance out of the corner of his eye.
In the flickering blue light, another Black Robe Person was desperately dodging He Xi's [Magic Missile].
It seemed that [Phantom Killer] had less effect on Mister Galen. He'd escaped the illusion even earlier than I had.
"Mana..."
A familiar incantation had just sounded in his ear when Trist instantly refocused. At the same time, his right foot swiftly stepped forward.
The long blade in his right hand flashed through the air, forcing his opponent to break off his hand gesture and dodge backward.
His left-hand dagger shot forward countless times faster than the long blade. As it thrust out, a wave of magic also passed from his mind through [Telepathic Communication].
"Mister Galen, watch out for your opponent's spell! That's [Mana Burst]. It's extremely powerful, but he needs to recite the full incantation and make the proper gestures to cast it. Don't give him the chance!"
"No problem!"
After receiving Trist's message, He Xi tapped his wand repeatedly.
The Black Robe Person opposite him had just raised his right hand to begin chanting.
Suddenly, a strange tremor beneath his feet set off alarm bells in his mind. He quickly dodged to the side.
Poof!
A sharp, ocher-colored earth spike burst from the spot he'd just vacated, its pointed tip glinting coldly.
Without a second thought, he raised his hand to cast a spell as soon as he regained his footing.
Poof!
Another earth spike appeared precisely where he was about to step.
Grimacing, he had no choice but to dodge