บท 68: I Pity Him

The fireball streaked through the air, its intense heat causing the surrounding air to shimmer. With quick reflexes, I dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding being caught in the blast radius. As I moved, I flung two daggers with precision, aiming for the mage's left and right sides.

The daggers flew through the air, their gleaming blades cutting through the space with deadly accuracy. The mage, focused on evading Lila's spell, didn't see the daggers until it was too late.

One dagger embedded itself in the ground just inches from the mage's left foot, while the other grazed his arm, drawing a thin line of blood. With his escape route cut off, the mage stumbled backward, his eyes widening in panic as he realized he was trapped between Lila's spell and my daggers.

Before he could react, Lila's fireball was already before him.

"I surrender!" The mage screamed out loud.

Swish!