Hiss!
Corrosive attacks from an Official Sorcerer caused not only the soil, the rocks, but also the trees nearby to disintegrate into pools of sticky liquid, a foul smell spreading rapidly and transforming the area into a swampy terrain in a blink.
However, amid this artificially created swamp, a figure rose.
"You actually used dispersal techniques... Not bad, kid..."
A sneering voice sounded.
"Impossible! Not even a Wizard could withstand my Corrosive Arrow and still..." Charleman's voice was filled with supreme horror.
The next moment, he saw a pitch-black figure burst out of the swamp and fling a hand towards him, the palm limp and boneless as it struck!
"Block it!"
Charleman was enveloped in an explosion of blood-red light, which formed a crimson robe around him.
But this time, the bird-beak-shaped palm tore through the illusory crimson robe and landed on Charleman.
Thud!
A large hole appeared in his chest, and his throbbing, crimson heart was faintly visible.