Boom!
Boom!
Merlin unleashed a dozen fireballs in rapid succession at the crocodile monster.
Thanks to two days of training with Linda, he had mastered basic fireballs effortlessly—in fact, this spell had quickly become one of his specialties.
The explosions created thick black smoke that blurred his vision. Though it was only a basic spell, its power far exceeded what it should have been.
That was because Merlin's mana far surpassed that of other children his age, giving his fireballs devastating strength.
The monster let out a shrill roar. Its thick skin was scorched in places, but it remained unbroken.
'Damn... it's stronger than I thought,' Merlin muttered, letting out a helpless sigh.
Yet he refused to give up. He leaped into the air, using his mana to float, and thrust his right hand forward.
"Wave of Lightning!" he shouted.
Whoosh!
