บท 87: The Two of Them

Crown Prince Lail twirled the black-blue spear in his hand as he leaped into the air. Lighting crackled and space warped. A powerful surge of energy flowed through his meridians before forcefully erupting outward.

Wang!

"Roarrr!"

With a resounding boom, the ferocious four horned beast entrapped within an encirclement of magical spells, shrieked in pain as his limbs shattered. Powerlessly slamming to the ground, the beast defiantly swept his eyes around, still looking as fierce as before.

"Damn! This magical beast is a stubborn one!"

"Even with all its' limbs severed off, it still has the energy to glare."

"If I were in his position, I would be out of action by now."

"Which is why you are not in its position."

The surrounding magician apprentices, garbed in black remarked off-handedly as they kept their shields up and fortified their magic spells.

Until the beast was completely finished, they could not relax their guard.