Seraph blinked, suddenly finding the man right before his face. Before he could react, he was punched in the gut, making him double over as his spine threatened to break.
"Kuak!"
He was sent flying away, landing on the corpses of the Scota warriors. His hair and face got stained with their blood, but his smile remained present.
"That packed quite some strength."
He struggled to his feet, trampling upon the corpses on the ground.
"Come at me!"
Discarding his gun, he channeled his spirit energy and held up his spear.
'Only by letting myself get extreme pressure can my spear skills evolve.'
Nevak attacked him fiercely, throwing several water skills at him. Seraph blocked the elemental attacks with a large water shield, then retaliated with several wind slashes.
Nevak effortlessly blocked them, zooming in to attach again. He mercilessly kicked at the boy's head, his leg as fast as the wind itself.
Seraph raised his arm, blocking the attack. He regretted doing so.
