Alex's team surged ahead, relentlessly pursuing the enemy. At that very mont, Scarlet engaged in a fierce battle with one of the adversaries, as the rest of the group stood as vigilant spectators.
CRASH!
The resounding echoes of explosive power reverberated through the air as the colossal white bone claw clashed head-on with the fiery column forged from molten lava. Yet, Scarlet and Lark, the esteed vice general, remained unperturbed by the outco of their clash. On the contrary, their focus shifted to the next phase of their spellcasting prowess.
In the realm of magical duels, the trifecta of damage, speed, and precision reigned supre.
With synchronized fluidity, the two mages traced intricate patterns in the air, their hands dancing through a symphony of arcane gestures. With a swift motion, they retracted their arms almost simultaneously, only to thrust them forward with renewed vigor.
There was no brilliance or flashes of lightning to be seen. The atmosphere was so calm, as if nothing had happened. But suddenly, the ground in front of them cracked open, releasing a powerful surge of magic that transford into an axe, splitting the earth apart. Even the toughest mountain rocks couldn't withstand its force and disintegrated instantly.
Scarlet pulled back her arms and crossed them over her chest. She then drew a circle in the air, and within monts, a solid barrier ford around her, shielding her from the debris. But just as quickly, a mysterious shadow erged from the mass of rubble. It was Lark. He stretched out his arms and lunged towards Scarlet with great strength.
In the blink of an eye, he slamd his hands against the barrier, causing it to shatter completely. Lark's eyes sparkled with delight at this sight. However, in the next mont, a blinding flash caught his attention.
Boom!
Flas scattered and Lark quickly retreated as if bitten. On the other hand, Scarlet calmly raised her right arm. Three fiery serpents slithered across the ground, chasing after the vampire. Faced with impending disaster, Lark clenched his teeth. A mist of blood sprayed from his mouth, enveloping the fire serpents and extinguishing them completely.
"Miss Scarlet's reflexes are truly remarkable," Madeline comnted.
Alex couldn't help but nod in agreent.
Earlier, Lark had relied on his vampire abilities to catch Scarlet off guard. Being different from a human, he believed his speed and regeneration would allow him to effortlessly dodge debris and not require him to defend himself. On the other hand, Scarlet, being a human, had to protect herself, which was why Lark attacked decisively and tried to break through her barrier to defeat her.
However, Lark was taken aback by Scarlet's quick reaction. Her mastery of both wind and fire had prepared her for such situations. As she released the wind barrier, her left hand was already preparing another spell. She knew she couldn't compete with Lark in terms of speed, so she decided to prepare her spell in advance and wait for him to co to her.
It was a strategy he hadn't anticipated, and he suffered a significant setback. If it weren't for the vampire's incredible speed that prevented her from following up with her attack, he might have already been turned into a roasted bat.
In response, Lark decided to change his tactics. He moved swiftly, creating afterimages as he continuously circled around Scarlet. He was using his innate abilities to his advantage.
Facing this change in Lark's attack style, Scarlet chose to hold her ground. She withdrew her arms, and the spiraling fiery gusts transford into a perfect shield that enveloped her. No matter where Lark attacked from, he couldn't cause any damage. However, in doing so, Scarlet lost her initiative. She couldn't lock onto Lark's position and didn't know when he would strike.
Logically, she should have waited and observed the situation, but she chose a different approach.
"Bloosom Fiery Stars," Scarlet uttered calmly.
Ignoring Lark's harassnt, Scarlet lowered her gaze, showing no concern. She clasped her palms together and began chanting softly. Soon, runes started to appear between her hands, drifting slowly around her. Witnessing this scene, Lark couldn't help but feel startled.
As a spellcaster himself, he knew that Scarlet was preparing to unleash a powerful spell that didn't even require her to target him directly. Once she cast the spell, it would be his end.
Lark couldn't help but question Scarlet's reasoning for unleashing such a legendary spell in the present mont. Although the spell was undeniably formidable, its major flaw lay in its lengthy incantation. No matter what, there was no way she could complete the spell in just a few seconds.
Even if she were to be ambushed, she wouldn't be able to halt her chanting or forcefully disrupt it, lest she face a trendous backlash. Judging by Scarlet's earlier display of strength, it seed highly unlikely that she would make such a mistake.
Did she possess such confidence in her defense? But a mage's defensive shield is never stronger than that of a healer's, after all!
This fleeting thought crossed Lark's mind for a split second. After all, opportunities only co knocking once. He had to take a chance, no matter the circumstances. Otherwise, he would be equally dood once Scarlet unleashed the legendary spell! Without further hesitation, he traced circles in the air with his hands. His pale, jade-like arms were instantly adorned with pitch-black patterns.
Then, like a whistling arrow, he lunged towards the young lady!
Confronted with this attack, Scarlet remained unfazed, or perhaps, she didn't even have the ti to react. She couldn't even discern what Lark was up to exactly. She continued to keep her palms together, diligently chanting the spell. And in that very mont, Lark's hands reached her side.
Boom!
The vampire's hands collided with the blazing whirlwind barrier. In an instant, a burst of flas and wind blades scattered in all directions. Rather than being surprised, Lark was exhilarated. He could unmistakably sense that the barrier was not as potent as he had envisioned! Although the barrier possessed a unique rule power that rendered it stronger than barriers cast by ordinary spells.
Lark's eyes glead with a sinister crimson hue, a flash of bloody red. With a swift and forceful motion, he thrust his left arm forward, causing scarlet blood to gush out. However, instead of dispersing, the blood coalesced on his right arm, forming a razor-sharp blade of crimson. Raising his right arm high above, he prepared to strike!
"———!"
The ferocious, scorching winds struggled to withstand the assault of the blood blade. Undeterred, Lark swiftly shifted his left hand, forming intricate gestures. Suddenly, a pitch-black mist emanated from his body, gathering in his palm. With a powerful thrust, he forcefully collided with the barrier.
Bang!
This ti, the defensive barrier, unable to sustain its power, finally dissipated, leaving behind a bone-chilling coldness that replaced the gust and flas. The scarlet blade whistled through the air, aiming directly for the young lady's exposed neck. Scarlet, seemingly oblivious to the imminent danger, continued to keep her palms together, her gaze lowered, as the chant reached its crucial point.
However, Lark was confident that he could defeat her before she completed the incantation!
Clang!
But... Lark's anticipation shattered into fragnts upon hearing a thunderous collision. Before his blood blade could stain the young lady's body, it was thwarted by a radiant barrier.
The Sacred Spell!
"Ready to et your demise?!"
Maggie's voice echoed through the chaos as Lark stood dumbfounded. Without hesitation, he swiftly turned to face the source of the disturbance. His blood blade transford into a spear, piercing forward with deadly intent. However, in that mont, a radiant pillar of holy light descended from above, obliterating the blood spear into fragnts.
Erging from within the luminous column, Maggie clenched her fist and delivered a powerful blow to Lark's body. The vampire, caught off guard, let out a blood-curdling scream as he was sent hurtling backward by the trendous impact. Simultaneously, the death knight, who had been following closely behind Maggie, erged from the mist.
She raised her heavy longsword and swung it towards Maggie's exposed back.
But in that crucial mont, Scarlet's spell reached its culmination. She raised her arms, lifted her head, and fixed her gaze not on Lark, but on the death knight instead. With a determined expression, she thrust her arms forward.
A dazzling display of magical and spiritual energy burst forth, enveloping the entire world. The raging flas and swirling winds transford into chains that tightly bound the death knight. Soon after, a swirling magical vortex materialized in midair, and countless teors rained down from the sky, rcilessly bombarding the ground.
"It is finished," Alex remarked, shrugging nonchalantly as he turned to his strategist, Madeline.
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