*BOOM!*
Lawrend turned to a bolt of golden lightning and flashed to the right. He narrowly avoided Verkoli's attack.
Verkoli continued falling and hit the ground in a massive boom.
"W-What was that…"
Lawrend looked at his hands in disbelief.
When he saw Verkoli's spell in motion, he felt like something inside him was opened. Before he knew it, he became lightning himself and avoided the strike.
The dust settled below, and a pristine Verkoli walked out of the dust. The purple lightning sword was still in his hand.
"Lawrend, did you copy my spell?" Verkoli asked solemnly.
"You almost killed me," Lawrend replied.
At that moment, he felt a sense of crisis and danger. It was so unbelievably fast that he wasn't able to react.
Fortunately, he barely avoided it because of enlightenment.
"Master, I will take over from now," Aezel said.