"I don't mind you being theatrical and all with your speech, but this isn't the time, I barely regained any of my Mana…" An exasperated sigh, looking up towards the sky, the pillar dissipated, and the Assassin still stood, though completely burnt.
"Oh, he used way too much Mana for that… Uhh- What is that type of attack called Aphro?"
[Hm? Oh, the name… It's a Bullet Curtain, even if you did try and dodge and stopped your attack, you would've been hit :p]
"I see, well, I wasn't planning to. But… He's clearly low on Mana. Did he use thirty percent of it?"
Staring at the Assassin now, though far away, he focused on sensing the energy. Yet, it didn't feel like anything was lost. "It isn't destroyed or created, just reused."
