Being caught in that endless Thunderstorm was truly terrifying.
Harry Potter and Sirius Black downed bottle after bottle of mana potion, their eyes fixed on Hex in the air above.
Hex was truly powerful. That last attack had nearly killed them, giving them a terrible fright.
Faced with an enemy like this, they immediately recalled Katelyle's words.
When you encountered an enemy like this, never underestimate them. Seize every opportunity and strike with everything you had, leaving no room for retreat.
But if even that failed to kill them, then accept your fate.
So at that moment, Harry Potter and Sirius Black threw all other concerns aside and attacked with everything they had, determined to kill Hex.
Hex endured the bombardment of wind and lightning. No matter how bizarre his earlier methods had been, he could not break free now.
This Forbidden Curse-level magic had some ability to seal off space.
All he could do now was endure the magical damage while finding a way to unravel the spell or break through the sealed space and escape.
Thus, as Hex weathered the magical bombardment, he gripped his blade and focused, gathering his power.
These two brats actually had something like this up their sleeves.
Anyone else would probably have died here.
But this still isn't enough to kill me.
Hex stared down at Harry Potter and Sirius Black, who had unleashed this Thunderstorm, as all sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Frenzied Blade: Lion Song!"
Cold killing intent flared in Hex's eyes as he slashed downward with the long blade he had been charging for so long.
The terrifying blade's edge took on the phantom form of a roaring lion, threatening to swallow Harry Potter and Sirius Black whole.
"Wind-Thunder Divine Curse!"
Harry Potter and Sirius Black exchanged a