Chapter 120: Unreal
The entire square was in utter bewilderment.
"You... weren’t you a summoner?!" roared Larena, partly in disbelief and partly in fury, unsure whether her opponent was taking her lightly or not.
"I’m not," were the only words that came out of Hal’s mouth before he continued his onslaught, firing a vicious [Glacial Shard] to distract his enemy as a translucent, blackish-purple magic circle formed beneath Larena.
The lady, though still confused, bewildered, and disoriented, managed to fire back a Rock Bullet, which completely lost to Hal’s icy projectile, shattering into pieces.
It was enough to reduce the power and redirect his attack, however, granting the young aristocrat some breathing room and a chance to counterattack.
Or so she thought...
The next moment, chains emerged from beneath her, latching onto her arms and legs, holding her down.
"C-Conjured Chains!" gasped the entire square, along with a decent number of the important people in the luxurious hall.
A silvery-blue magic circle appeared above the main stage before anyone could even process what had happened, one that was far from the size of Lucien Winter’s but covered a fairly large area.
Icy shards then emerged from it, raining down on the bound Larena.
"Hal Fennec!!"