Thunder boomed, and the rain came down even harder.
It felt like a seventy-year-old man had been replaced by a twenty-year-old stud. Now that was some force.
Because of the fierce wind, Yang Bo had to put up barriers around the area. He did not mind getting wet, but his grill certainly did.
At his daughter's words, Chief George's face visibly went from pale to scarlet. He dearly wanted to ask his darling daughter Gwen Stacy:
Do you think your father is an idiot?
He took the bottle of antidote from Gwen Stacy.
"Go home. Right this instant! We'll have a proper talk when I get back!" George barked.
He wanted Gwen Stacy out of this dangerous place, but Yang Bo had other ideas.
"Wait, Chief George. How can we have a grand show without its leading lady?"
Yang Bo appeared behind Gwen Stacy, blocking the passage into the building.
A flicker of tension crossed George's eyes. Gwen Stacy jumped, then turned, saw Yang Bo, and screamed.
Because she could still see another Yang Bo in the distant pavilion, watching her with a smile.
Then her body went limp, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Yang Bo: "..."
He pursed his lips. "Sigh..."
"Chief George, your daughter's far too timid. I only wanted to tease her."
As for why there were two Yang Bos, the answer was simple.
[Mirage Image]
It created an illusion of the user.
In the game, this spell was garbage. It offset the caster's model from their actual hitbox.
In reality... it was still garbage, though slightly better than in the game. The illusion could only appear within the user's line of sight.
George caught Gwen Stacy with quick reflexes, but before he could speak, a figure darted over and snatched her from his arms.