The powerful Floating Cannon struck the magic shield, raising only a faint ripple. The force made Suzune stumble, but she was not hurt.
That stumble was all Frio needed to distract her. Almost at the same moment, dozens of black orbs rimmed with dark red light gathered in the Dragon Lich's mouth and shot out.
After becoming a Dragon Lich, Hill Morleti's Dragon Language Magic had changed. Death Psychic Energy had tainted this instant-cast version of a small fireball, turning it into a black orb edged in red light. Each was only about the size of a washbasin—no bigger than a pinprick beside the Dragon Lich's immense body. Dozens fired at once, thick as buckshot, covering everything around Suzune.
Suzune had barely regained her balance when she saw the black orbs sweeping toward her like a sky-spanning tide. She did not dodge. Gripping her Short Sword in a reverse hold, she crossed her blades before her. Blinding white light burst from where they met and rapidly spread into a round shield of light, blocking the dozens of incoming Undead Fireballs.
The two forces collided the next instant with a string of thunderous booms.
Once again, Suzune lost out to sheer size. The Dragon Lich's bulk barely checked its movement, while Suzune was hurled away.
Frio seized the chance to fire the Floating Cannon again. A tongue of flame swept toward her like a long whip. He was not trying to hurt her, only to keep her occupied.
Suzune frowned, irritated by the Floating Cannon that kept taking shots at her and the furtive mage below. Her gaze cut toward Frio like a blade. A chill gripped his heart, and he instinctively stepped back and swallowed. But Green had not told him to stop, so he could only grit his teeth