The other mage also unleashed his spell at almost the same time. A crescent-shaped blade of fire roughly three to four metres whistled through the air toward Alex at a faster speed than the tornado.
The other black-robed figure converged toward Alex, creating an inescapable pocket that cut off all the avenues of retreat.
The road started to crack and many trees at the side were uprooted by the violent winds while the roads were drenched by rainwater a moment ago and were scorched back by the blade of fire.
A scorching heat wave hurled forth while the black-robed figure closed in on their prey.
Alex's expression remained calm as he assessed his current situation. All of a sudden he jumped toward a tree and stomped his feet on a nearby tree thereby allowing himself to instantly change direction.
Alex slashed his sword and deflected the blade of fire, throwing it at the tornado.