"W-what??" Lucien stammered as he stared at this sight. His eyes narrowed upon seeing the smile on Mikaela's face instantly he knew the situation wasn't good.
'That bullhead is going to recklessly rush in.' He understood Mikaela's temperament well enough.
Without delay, he aimed the remaining three floating fireballs toward Mikaela.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Three hot fireballs roughly went towards Mikaela's direction covering a significant area in heat. It was hard to completely dodge them since they all came together and staying still was not a wise idea.
After dodging and slicing another while the last completely missed him, Mikaela locked on his target.
At this moment Lucien had just finished sewing a string of inscriptions in the air and it quickly glowed and turning into ice shards. Like little uneven spears.
The number was quite a lot and Mikaela couldn't help but gasp at the display.