The color that once glimmered brightly had turned dreary.
“Tch,” the
magician quickly pulled himself backward. From his hand a darkness form and enlarge as though forming a spatial space where the
magician could enter.
Dominic didn’t have to see to know what will happen if he let the
magician enter the black space, knowing well that he could disappear. He quickly picked the same sword that he had released, throwing it like a spear that thrust through the air in the speed of a bullet.
The
magician groaned as he disappeared through the air. What was left from the
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