Elion's gaze sharpened for the first time since the fight had begun, and without any warning, he cast the first spell of the match, a simple water spell that formed instantly beneath his feet, and before anyone could even react.
The water froze over into a smooth layer of ice that spread outward just enough to support his movement, and in the same motion, a pressurised jet of water burst from behind him, propelling his body forward with explosive speed.
The movement was sudden and unpredictable.
Woosh!
He vanished from William's line of sight.
William's eyes went wide.
"Shit—!"
The realization came to him too late.
His instincts screamed at him as he tried to snap his neck around, his body twisting awkwardly as he attempted to form a wind spell to defend himself, his mana rushing toward his hand in a desperate attempt to create a barrier or at least redirect the incoming attack.
