"Haha!"
"What's wrong, Kuzon?"
"Not so confident anymore?"
Legris Damien's voice echoed in the crumbling expanse, sending shivers down Kuzon's spine as he listened to every word.
The three opponents before him were overwhelming. He knew that much.
Still, he could not afford to retreat.
"[Original Magic: Marionette]" He whispered, causing golden threads to manifest around him, like puppet strings that danced at the owner's whim.
Some of the threads came together, shimmering brightly to form an arm and a leg to replace the ones he had already lost. He could control them with Magic, and while they didn't feel as natural as his own limbs, they were effective.
This was all he could rely on at the moment.
"Well then, Kuzon… let's see how long you can struggle against me."
"Make this fun, okay?"
"Don't you die so soon!"
~WHUUSH!~