Simon could feel his back getting drenched in sweat as he barely dodged the ice needles.
If he had not moved in that split second, his head would have been filled with holes.
Simon felt a sharp pain on his cheek, and he didn't have to touch it to know that he had been cut... severally.
'Cold.'
After the sharp pain, what he felt was a chill on his cheek.
He circulated his demonic energy toward the injuries on his cheek.
Then he tightened his grip on the chaos blade and was about to flood the insides of the puppet with as much chaos flame as he could, but the ice puppet attacked.
Its arm that was shooting out the ice needles suddenly turned to a blade.
Simon quickly dodged the blade, and a massive arc of icy blue demonic energy flew behind Simon.
Bang!
The wall was split in two, then it froze.
Several objects around the wall and the floor suffered the same fate.
Simon's gaze was cold and calculating, and he saw an opening to attack.
