With Ery's current power level, tier 1 spells were of no worry to him at all. Besides, it was one of the spells Ery had the most experience with, so he could tell the strength of the spell by monitoring the flow of spirit force within the vines.
The spellcasting speed was also slow and the root's movents were nothing to write ho about, but Ery was unwilling to show off his cards right away. He casually jumped up and landed right as the root passed his feet.
Two more roots approached him from the side, attempting to trap him in a pincer formation. Their movents curved every so often to catch him off guard.
Still, too slow.
Woosh!
Ery did a few side steps and gracefully dodged the incoming roots.
The prince looked at Ery's movents with surprise. As a precaution, he pulled his sword from its scabbard and prepared his sword stance.
"He is very agile… he must be an assassin!"
Ery stared at them without worry, waiting for their next move. He hasn't even used much of his strength to dodge, as due to his plant elental affinity, he knew the ins and outs of plant spells far too well.
Then a root appeared under his feet, catching him off guard. But Ery was still able to dodge easily, as he felt the flow of spirit force from it.
It appeared that, ever since he returned from the Magus Academy and started studying in the Khaos space, he not only gained a better understanding of space magic, but also a better feel of the spirit force's movents in his surroundings.
He didn't need to see it to know when the root started to move towards him.
Seeing how easily soone was dodging his spell, the old magician beca worried. "My prince! This guy is more dangerous than I thought. I suggest you quickly return to the castle, I will hold him here!"
"No! Gaious, I definitely won't just leave you alone with him!"
From what he was able to glean from the spirit force flowing in the roots, Ery believed the old man was at most comparable in terms of power to a rank 5 acolyte. His strength was about the sa level, as when he just got out of the Khaos space last year.
At most, probably he would only be able to cast up to tier 3 spells.
Now that he got an accurate gauge of his opponent's strength, Ery started to increase his movent speed. Though he was more than willing to stall, right now fighting for too long would just invite more trouble later on.
Ery decided to go on the offensive. He pulled out a small pitch black dagger dotted with white, each spot sparkling like a piece of the night sky. He charged forward, aiming to disable the magician first.
The golden prince dashed and jumped between them, parrying Ery's pitch black dagger with his special sword.
Clank!
Sparks flew between them and Ery was able to push the prince several steps away. He was quite surprised by the sword held by the prince that was able to block the strength of his tier 3 dagger. anwhile, the prince's face twisted into an expression of pure shock.
"Gaious, be careful, he's not just fast, he's awfully strong. Who is this guy really!"
Arthur twirled his sword and took a fighting stance, while shoving the magician behind him in a protective manner.
The prince certainly did not expect to see soone with power similar to a golden knight attacking them here. There were only two explanations for this mysterious attacker – either he ca from the north, or he ca from outside Briton.
Ery stopped for a mont and said.
"Just tell where the girl is! What did you do to her?!"
The prince gripped his sword tight and dashed forward.
"You stand down and tell who you really are!"
The longer this fight went on, the more Ery lost his patience. Now that he thought things through, he should've just taken the prince hostage and with the prince's life in his hand, the path would open up to him. There was no need to waste ti and spirit force in this farce.
But, it seed that life was determined to throw him curveballs in his quest. The golden prince raised his sword high with both hands and a bolt of energy rose from the blade before entering the prince's body.
Arthur's eyes turned white and in an instant, a gust of wind accompanied the intense glare of his spirit force. Considering the form, this power increase must've co from a divine blessing.
Ery dashed forward, charging towards the prince, while the prince t his attacks in earnest.
Clank!
Both the prince and Ery were thrown back a few steps at the sa ti. This genuinely caught Ery off guard, as he did not consider the fact that Arthur could match his 34 points of battle power.
Amazing.
The cool night air started to boil hotter and Ery glanced at the old magician.
So, the attacks from the prince were a distraction.
Both of the old magician's palms blazed with orange-gold fire. He clapped both hands, causing the fire to rge together before dashing towards him like a bullet.
[Firebolt]
The strike was too fast to dodge, or at least, too fast in his current state. Ery decided to take off his black cape and toss it to the front, letting the garnt be set ablaze and turn into ashes in a few seconds.
The fire was probably similar in power to one of Gerri's regular attacks in the Magus Gas. It was strong, but not nearly enough to wound.
Nevertheless, Ery couldn't risk anything.
The two opponents had an almost flawless coordination. Now that he lost the elent of surprise Ery would have had to face a dual elent magician and a golden knight with a divine buff.
This battle would not be as easy as he thought, after all.
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