**BOOM!!!!
Vazgan jumped backwards, out of the cloud of dust generated from the lightning bolt that hit the ground and released his left hand from his sword, waving it in a circular arc as he muttered a small chant to himself before activating a spell.
A blackish-red magic circle manifested behind him, with spears of similar coloured flames rapidly firing out of it and towards the incoming Duke Cheverton.
However, his opponent only flicked his fingers and generated similar spears with water magic, launching them towards the incoming flame spears with high accuracy.
The tips of the flame and water spears collided with each other in mid-air, resulting in a large cloud of steam quickly forming in the area.
Vazgan jumped out of the cloud of steam that obscured his vision, narrowing his eyes as he noted that the steam had some perception-weakening properties.
'His water magic is to this level? Is it perhaps on Tier 3?'