One Last Lesson [Pt 3]

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Neron tightened his grip on the barrier, knowing he had the upper hand. He prepared a final spell to finish the duel and prove his prowess to his father.

"Just for a hood measure…"

The air around him crackled with anticipation as he prepared to launch the finishing blow.

Neron's focus was unbreakable as he held his father, Mordred, captive within the radiant barrier.

The elemental energies he had summoned swirled and danced around his hands, ready to launch a devastating attack.

His young face was a mask of concentration, his breathing deep and controlled.

Mordred, however, was far from defeated. He had seen Neron's potential and knew his son's capability well.

But he also knew that he had to push the boy even harder to reach his full potential.

'Now, what shall I do? A direct approach of brute force won't help if I want to adhere to the rules…' Mordred didn't fret, though.

Instead, he grinned widely.