539. Battle of Popes II - Powers Unknown

"Too slow!" 

BOOM!

The moment Niel looked behind himself, Sylvester was already standing there. His hand turned into a bright white claw made of light as it hit him right in the face. It was strong—stronger than Niel had expected from a Grand Wizard. 

Thud!

Wooosh!

Niel's body was thrown away like a ragdoll, tumbling on the destroyed ground, hitting the rocks, and his clothes chipping away. Blood splattered from his visage as half of his face's flesh remained stuck in Sylvester's claw. 

"Hmm… ninety kilos. You are too confident in your abilities," Sylvester repeated what Niel had said to him. "But I thank you for revealing your abilities to me. Being able to turn into light must be a marvelous power." 

"Ugh…" Niel grunted and struggled to rise from the ground. Half of his face bled profusely; the sight was hideous as his facial muscles were visible and his eyeball bare.