"Stop your trickery! How did you enter the castle?" the guard demanded his face a mix of confusion and annoyance.
"Jiraffunicorn and Phoenix duck," Onver responded, maintaining a serious facade while his white hair billowed in the air—a recent change in appearance to hide his identity with the help of his illusions skill.
"Halt! Attack! He's wasting our time!" the guard bellowed, setting his fellow guards into a frenzy.
Onver suddenly felt like an innocent child who had poked a honey nest, and now the furious bees were hot on his trail, ready to sting.
The bees attacked from all sides,
wielding their arsenal of elemental attacks – slashing arcs of swords in different colours, the hues swirling and glimmering beside yellow ones sparking with lightning, blazing arrows imbued with various elements that looked like an aroma made by multicoloured stones, small needles, and bullet-like stones.