“If you think this can leave a scratch on me, you’re dead wrong. That half-hearted magic of yours can’t do shit. If you’re the real magic warrior, come fight me at close range or leave. It’s a waste of time.”
The boy swallowed his saliva.
He knew that his attack would not be able to do anything. If he wanted the man’s HP to go lower than a hundred thousand, he would have to use the armor piercer attack of the magic warrior. However, they were all close-range ones. It seemed like he had no choice.
“Understood.”
Kongkiat said. He looked so worried before he stood up straight.
“I don’t want to use it because I haven’t mastered it yet, but I won’t be able to win if I don’t.”
Then, the boy gathered all of his power and called colorful magic balls out around him.
“Why magic? Don’t tell me you’re going to hit me with all that?” Marcus scoffed.