Eleanor’s Dilemma (III)
Eleanor trembled in fear as she kept shaking with Zen holding her back softly.
'It's just some barrage of magic spells without any substances, I guess Eleanor is just a normal woman after all.' Zen chuckled softly as he glanced at those magic spells that were coming rapidly at them.
Meanwhile, Noel Pelora paled as he quickly realized what happened.
"You fool, what happens if your spell damages my Eleanor?" Noel Pelora kicked a mage in the stomach as he roared in anger.
Alas, Noel Pelora could only scream in panic as he witnessed the spell collapse onto Zen and Eleanor.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Noel Pelora started having snot in his nose as he cried tearfully when he thought Eleanor was dead given the number of spells fired toward them.
"Man, luckily those spells were blocked otherwise, I'm going to stain my clothes with dirt again."