บท 131: Battle Under The Rain —2

"Metal work: iron needle rain"

Yagar waved his hand forwards and materialising from thin air were several needles made from mana.

—wwooo

—wooo

—woooo

Not waiting even a second for his opponent to react he sent needles flying through the air barreling towards Ace.

His spells were metal based not because he had the most talents in it. It was because he enjoyed the sound of Iron peircing through the flesh of his opponents.

It was an unnatural yet enjoyable sound for him.

Unfortunately, his opponent was no small fry. Inside the torrent of rain, the tall figure of Ace that would usually stand out in a crowd surprisingly went missing.

It didn't seem like he dodged or anything, he just disappeared from their line of sight.

Like a ghost.

"Hmmm, just as silent at ghost face....if not more" at the Side of the vertan faction Leon commented casually while watching the match.