Kapitel 111: Into the Mist

Ezra was blown away by the attack.

However, the moment he was blown backwards, the prince's sleeve shook as a flash of a myriad of colours shot out. Its speed was akin to lightning, swiftly appearing in front of Salom Uqually.

It was a shining wind ball that was several feet wide. Light and wind rapidly swirled within it, while the faint sounds of sparkling light and howling wind could be heard with a slight touch of rumbling thunder

Berserk energies spread from the ball.

Salom's pupils shrank slightly.

"Glittering Wind and Light."

An almost inaudible voice was gently spat out from Ezra Zephye's mouth.

~BOOOM~

Wind and light exploded. Even though Salom immediately used his spiritual energy to shield himself, he was still blasted till his shield shook violently as he staggered a dozen steps back.

His sleeve had been burnt and shredded, his blood churning slightly. Showing that he was injured, his expression had become exceptionally stormy.