Chapter 60: Light and Dawn (II)
His good uncle said nothing and charged, swinging his blade in wild arcs.
Dawn erected another Force Shield, this time in a more compact form, to obstruct the shadowy blade-light. The shield neutralised the force before dispersing into ambient mana, but the Assassin-class Ascendant came at her even harder.
"Uncle, you can't just attack because of that little misunderstanding!" Ember shouted, trying to alleviate the situation. Though he didn't forget to draw his sword and wand, despite knowing they would be of little effect against a classed Ascendant.
"Just you wait, brat," the man spat, easily deflecting the Tier 4 Wind Blade Ember hurled at him. "I will deal with you once I get through her."
Dawn definitely wasn't making it any easier for him. After defending against his sword strikes, she brandished her staff to cast one Wind Blade after another, each of them far stronger than anything Ember could create. Regrettably, the man draped in the dark cloak evaded most of them, his form darting like a shadowy wraith. The few that did land were obstructed by his protective ward. Powerful as the Wind Blades were, they could only strain that protective shield to its limit as they thundered against it.
Ember couldn't help but look at Dawn in a new light. She was definitely not a simple healer. Even if those spells were enhanced by her staff, she would still need a great deal of Will and mana in reserve to multicast so many spells simultaneously.
However, the good uncle he had met by chance really was a crooked bastard. Why would he attack them without warning over such a minor misunderstanding? Judging by how swiftly he was moving, Ember didn't think he had sustained any injuries from the basilisk that would justify coming at them with killing intent.
"Uncle, isn't that a bit too vicious?" Ember shouted, trying to distract him, since his casting seemed even less effective than his words.