The black-haired acolyte had a silver chain coiled around his waist, and from time to time there were blue lightning sparks igniting between his hands, making a crackling noise.
“Haha… Jayden, I mentioned it before. One day you will land in my hands!”
The black-haired acolyte laughed wildly. With the wave of his hand, a blue streak of lightning faster than supersonic directly landed on Jayden’s armour of vines.
* Sssii! *
Jayden was sent flying, as if a train had knocked into him, and crashed onto the ground forming a large hole.
“How is it? Where is the arrogance back then when you stole my piece of lightning core?”
The black-haired acolyte taunted, before casting another spell at Jayden. It opened a gap on Jayden’s body.
The green vines had a huge opening now, revealing Jayden’s skin. A large patch of his skin was charred, and Leylin could faintly catch a whiff of barbeque smell.
“Don’t think a broken magic artifact can save you!”