Boom! Boom! Boom!
Elion dashed to the side swiftly, his body moving on instinct as he rolled and pushed off the ground, continuing to run with the momentum he had already built up.
Stopping even for a fraction of a second would mean death in this kind of barrage, and he had already lost count of how many times he had narrowly escaped being obliterated by those massive flaming spells that were crashing down around him like falling meteors.
Each one was easily the size of a large boulder, and every impact sent violent shockwaves through the air, kicking up dust, debris, and scorching winds that lashed against his body.
If he didn't have his absurd stamina, speed, reflexes, and awareness, he was sure he would have died several times over already.
"Fucking hell!" he cursed under his breath for the tenth time as he dove forward and slid behind a jutting block of stone.
