" the hell is that/" Tsucko cursed as the mana gathered in the palm of Brandon's hand. He needed to move but it was almost like...He was stuck. He looked to his feet to find he had been stuck in a type of trap magic.
[" He baited me into it!"] It must have been set earlier. At the start of their fight...had he planned this? Tsucko couldn't say. Right now they were fighting off of pure instinct. The cuts that covered Tsucko had faded and left only scars.
" TCH!" Tsucko covered his face with his arms as he felt the magical pressure build. A pressure that builds when magic is concentrated into one spot that is not often seen nor ever used in combat. The only reports of it are in mana caves...Tsucko had read about their effects and nothing seemed deadly about the tightly concentrated mana...but he could only fear what Branodns attack would do.