Silver scales rippled across the surface of Grey's skin as he pushed the lightning, wind, and light elements to their peak, boosting his speed. The reason he had been struggling so much since being trapped was simple: the effects of the array had also suppressed his physical strength. Without the ability to reinforce his body with elemental essence the way he normally did, he had been forced to fight at a clear disadvantage. He had spent the previous exchanges carefully using his light element to erode those restrictive effects. Now the suppression on his physical prowess was mostly gone, and he could finally push his physical abilities as far as they would go.
This time, before his afterimage even faded, Grey was already standing directly in front of the second Necromancer.
The man reacted on pure instinct. Sensing lethal danger from a direction where he could barely see anyone, he raised his defenses with everything he had.
Bam!
