What truly shocked him, though, was the fact that she seemed to be throwing a spell for every element!
'How the hell! Does she have an affinity for every element or what!?' The thought seemed impossible since such a thing was unheard of, though he was one to talk with his decent repertoire of affinities.
A thin spear of compressed water shot toward his ankle right as he took a step. A disk of light flashed across his vision just as he tried to track Yaana's scythe. A pale binding circle bloomed beneath his feet, the exact moment the Arch demon prepared another charge.
She never wasted mana, never throwing spells simply for spectacle. Each one was placed exactly where it needed to be, at the exact moment it would inconvenience him most.
"His armour is reducing impact," the guardian said, eyes narrowing. "Clean hits are not enough."
"Then stop trying to kill him with one blow," Maya replied. "Move him. Force him into the big guy's range."
Elion's eyes flicked toward her.
