The old man's eyes widened a fraction as the energy he had just released, his own law infused water attack, began gathering in Lily's throat.
His pupils narrowed.
Before he could react, Lily's jaw split wider and she spat the energy back out.
The old man flicked his sleeve.
BOOM.
The collision ripped a hole in the battlefield, ice vaporizing instantly. Steam erupted upward in a violent pillar.
But as he held the block, another shadow descended.
A giant.
A massive humanoid undead with stone like skin and a towering frame.
Beginning.
The old man's gaze sharpened.
"Another brute again…"
Beginning roared, the sound vibrating the battlefield. Countless small wounds had been inflicted on him for weeks now, wounds earned from daily sparring with Ghost, Lily, and the others.
It had pushed his power further thanks to his law.
His level had soared.
Level 65.
The giant slammed down with a fist the size of a wagon.
The old man met it with one palm.
B O O O O O M.
