Kapitel 562: Why Are They Called Magic Dragons

SWOSH! The fake Merlin grabbed the city lord and flew away as fast as she could, barely dodging the rain of firebolts fired at them by Arad.

PEEEEEEEEEW! Arad flew with an ear-piercing whistle, propelled by the flame beneath his feet. With the fake Merlin carrying the city lord, he easily flew past them.

^I can't keep up.^ The fake Merlin gasped as she Arad turned and swung a kick at the city lord's face, sending him flying in the other direction. She growled, her wrists stinging from sudden jerk.

[Magic...] She was about to cast a spell, but Arad immediately punched her in the face and grabbed her by the hand. [Fire Kick]

[Barrier] She managed to protect her torso with a simple barrier at the last second, but that didn't protect her left wrist from snapping from the recoil.

BAM! The city lord rushed at Arad with his sword lifted up.