Crack—
A swift bolt of blue Thunder tore through the layers of whirlwind barrier and fiercely struck the figure who was rapidly fleeing within the whirlwind.
Crash— A severed arm was thrown into the air, but was instantly sliced into unusable powder by the Wind Blade in the next moment.
This was a deliberate act by Wizard Resa. After all, reaching the status of a Formal Wizard, he had become even more cautious about dangers. He would rather bear the hefty cost for his limb to regenerate later than let the severed half of his arm fall into enemy hands, becoming an anchor for some sinister witchcraft attacks aimed at him later.
However, at this moment, Resa, with his limb severed, felt an imminent threat of death looming over him. Under this soul-shaking stimulus, Wizard Resa even felt that his long-dormant spiritual power seemed to have changed, apparently improved in quality compared to before.