"Roar!"
When Leon's figure appeared in Gael's eyes, the Slave Knight roared in a furious outburst.
But this time, the roar was not just a move to intimidate the enemy, but for attack.
As Gael roared, his whole body seemed to surge with an endless invisible gale. The tattered cloak burning with dark red flames flew out in all directions, causing the fire to blaze more intensely.
In the next second, the knight swung his cloak, and various sizes of dark red fireballs rained down towards Leon like a storm.
It was truly all flames as far as the eye could see!
"It's just like fireworks before the festival begins."
Leon suddenly had a poetic moment, and instead of retreating, he sprinted towards Gael.
At times like these, avoiding attack would only place oneself in a disadvantageous position; it's better to directly launch an assault and seek a chance of survival amidst the peril.
