The winner
"Arrrgh!!" He shouted, as Nathan's sword descended down on his chest, leaving a light cut that ran from his shoulder down to the rest of his torso.
Fortunately, he managed to cast the spell on time, as the thin layer of fire covering his skin helped protect against most of the damage brunt, leaving him with only a light injury from the attack.
However, despite that the wound wasn't that deep, it still stung with pain, due to the sharpness of the blade.
'I just have to hit him with my spell, and create some distance between us!' Corey thought, hurriedly channeling his mana once again.
He immediately stretched his hands towards Nathan, ready to cast another spell. But unfortunately, his head suddenly throbbed at that moment, and he let of a low grunt, delaying his spell activation time by a second.
He had been casting spells repeatedly, and his mana core was starting to reach his limit.