After being hit by the sphere of darkness, Lucas was engulfed in whips of violet fire and crackling tendrils of electricity that exploded into the air.
The collision left behind a trail of smoke and flames, completely obstructing vision and obliterating everything within a few meters of the silver-haired boy, including what was left of the house's front wall.
"Haaaa! Haaa!"
Reina gasped for air, her breaths coming in short gasps as she fell to her knees.
She willed whatever remaining mana was left in her core to regenerate her right arm, which was throbbing with pain as it began to grow back.
"Fuck," she cursed, gritting her teeth as she felt the effects of the last spell take hold of her.
It was the best she could do in her current state, but it had taken a heavy toll on her body.
Despite appearing uninjured, the true damage was done to her mana core.