Split From The Group

Kary and Alex saw the result of the attack from the corner of their eyes, and their demeanour changed.

"If you want to go for the kill, don't blame me for doing the same!" Alex roared.

Kary's flames blazed in response as she unleashed a torrent of fire toward the flying vehicle.

It rolled to the side, its reactor's changing orientation to manoeuvre the vehicle adeptly, and Kary clicked her tongue disappointingly.

"I'll hit you; just you wait," she murmured.

Alex wasn't about to hit the craft again barehanded, and decided to throw magic at it to see what it would do.

Throwing wind blades at it in a barrage, he watched as the wind blades crashed on the windshield without so much as a scratch. The pilot didn't even bother with dodging his attacks, and he clenched his jaw.

"The fuck?! Their barrier has the same energy in it. But why did they dodge Kary's attack?" he growled.

But Kary already had the answer to that.