Bab 67: Temper Trantrum

Coin tsked at the new entry.

Squeezing his gauntlet, ambient mana begun to drag towards him, the sudden torrent did not go unnoticed.

As if in reaction, Buer reached out. A shower of outstretched claws fell on him. The manifestation shadow turned physical made him blanch.

He gritted his teeth and roared, his ashened cloak rippling as a surge of mana thu'um from him!

Canceling out the shower of claws, his head snapped down as his eyes met Buer's. The latter mere feet, hand reaching out warped into a black limb, played in jagged obsidian, claws elongated.

Coin's eyes widened as he brought his gauntlets to bare! 

¡BANG!

A golden barrier pressed against Buer's attack, yet even it could not stand. Shattering before sending Coin three houses deep in rubble. 

Buer stepped forward, his cane tapping as a cluster of blackened runes sped across the ground towards the rubble, followed by a series of dark spheres forming above Buer.