Chapter 44: No Hesitation
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM
The fire spells landed in quick succession, shattering the weak barrier spell the masked man conjured up within that short moment like brittle glass.
His body tumbled backward from the force of the multiple explosions. The man cut a sorry figure. He tried to recover after the barrage, but it was like the boy had no buffer time at all. Another barrage followed almost instantly after the last, giving the man the briefest of moments to dodge the first of the new barrage. He couldn’t cast any usable spells within that short time. He lacked the capability for it. Any spell he conjured would basically be useless, he had learned that twice now. So instead, all he could do was dodge. And now he was trapped in this shameful dance around the clearing.
He couldn’t even run. The boy was strategic with his shots, making cold sweat run down the masked man’s back as the spells kept coming. Aside from the fact that he was obviously talented, his eye for battle was insane— he’d been herding the masked man around within the same space of about ten steps, back and forth, over and over.
The masked man was pissed.
Zephyr was utterly gobsmacked.
0.83 seconds. That was the time between each of Jet’s fire arrow spells, and a lag of 1.4 seconds after each barrage. His enhanced senses picked up the pattern after a few barrages. The fact that there was even any pattern at all spoke volumes. Jet was firing spells like an automated machine, with a margin of error of just a few milliseconds each time, all from instincts.
The boy was a beast.
Eventually, the masked man tired out, his pace slowed, and he made a mistake, slipping.