Capítulo 87: Speed of the Hands

Enar easily broke through Geir's shield, but his flames could not even heat Roland's word. Every time the temperature rose, the runes on the sword flashed brightly, and the heat disappeared.

"What is it? Did I catch you off guard?" Roland gripped the hilt of his sword tighter, pressing his full weight on Enar.

Enar's feet sank to the ground as a silhouette with two broad wings appeared behind him.

'Now!' Enar inwardly exclaimed as he bounced aside, raising a cloud of dust in his place through which Zayne swept with his sword covered in a blue glow.

Zayne shook his head, sighed, and looked at Enar. His gaze was different from Roland's, he stared at Enar not as his nemesis, but as an opponent who could give him something special.