Chapter 201: Garden
Grian tried rushing after Percy and Rambert, but Nesha would be damned if she allowed that to happen. Not after all the trouble they had gone through to split them up in the first place. Remaining hidden behind a tree, she moved her butterflies in front of him, blocking his path. At the same time, she crouched even lower, hoping her bandage would continue masking her core’s flares.
Drawing a large amount of mana from his sternum, Grian unleashed a barrage of daggers of his own, accurately hitting the butterflies one after the other, shattering them into nothing. Still, Nesha couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the poor display.
‘His mana isn’t that potent!’
The sheer speed and control of his magic was undeniable, of course. Befitting of his grade. That said, this latest stunt had clearly cost him a lot of his reserves. Then again, it wasn’t that surprising. Not all pure users were like Percy. Cursed with the weakest affinity, they were often treated as lesser among their peers, having to put far more effort to keep up.
Growing a little more confident, Nesha drew some more mana from her core, summoning a new set of butterflies, sending them after him before he escaped.
However, it appeared she had been tricked.
Grian’s expression morphed into a savage grin, as he manifested more bolts. This time, they were even thinner – more akin to needles than knives – shooting the butterflies down the moment they emerged from behind the tree. Unlike before, he used much less mana to deal with her attack too.
“There you are.” he said, turning to face her before casually strolling her way.
At the same time, he created more needles, launching them at the tree. Nesha barely managed to leap out of their path, a series of cyan projectiles drilling dozens of holes through the wood, as well as the ground where she had previously stood.