Mages
Lu Zhen's eyes widened as he spotted a gigantic stone hurtling toward them at an unimaginable speed. The stone, a perfectly round, plain black object.
It descended gracefully, trailing a fiery tail that painted a surreal picture against the sky.
Shock gripped Lu Zhen to his core. With lightning speed, he hastily backstepped, took a deep, calming breath, and positioned his left leg as he crouched slightly. His thoughts raced, contemplating how to deal with this impending threat.
"I have to destroy it," he determined, his fist clenching tightly.
In a burst of determination, he leaped into the air, poised to strike the incoming stone.
"What a fool…" The white-haired girl observed Lu Zhen's actions with a hint of disdain. However, her expression shifted abruptly as Lu Zhen seemed to vanish into thin air. Her sense of dread intensified.