webnovel

The Children of the Castle

Fighting with Black (who was adamant that he was not Alejandro), was a flurry of vanishing acts and surprise lunges at each other. I had long since figure out where he would hide whenever he vanishes while I used [Flash Step] to also make my own surprise attacks. Exchanging blows with him felt like hours and I had a feeling he was only trying to tire me out.

-This is going nowhere.

I took in a deep breath. I could feel the energy around me, something I exploit to feed my mystic arts spells, but somehow my body was the one having a hard time catching up. My fighting style did not rely on long-range attacks (like my spells). I was a melee and mid-range fighter, so I had to constantly move my body. Doing so, I put more effort on my movements than my spells.

The more the fight dragged on, the more energy I used. And somehow, the amount energy I could manipulate around me was getting lower.

-This is strange. The energy I use to power up mystic arts should be in abundance!