678. Two Against One

The swords of dark energy fell upon him just as the undead reached him. The ferocious attacks from the two Supreme Wizards fought to split the air apart, distorting even the space from the energy the attacks contained. 

Shhh…!

A smoke screen made of steam spread all around Sylvester, engulfing him in white mist. But Julius and Raz kept pushing forward and tried to strike him physically as well. 

"Stop!" Julius shouted suddenly. "The swords… I can't feel them anymore. It's as if they vanished." 

Raz reacted similarly, alerted by the events. "I can't feel my undead either. As if… they were removed from existence. But I sensed no attack."

"Clear the mist first," Julius said and waved his hand gently, sending a massive gust of wind toward Sylvester. The air was enough to remove all the mist and reveal what Sylvester was actually doing.