Chapter 361: Choosing The Battlefield
Miles of desert lay plowed like a field prepared for planting.
Each of them sent out spells that carved through the sand like it wasn’t even there.
Max’s own Sand Mastery had been sending blocks of glass from countless directions, trying to slow down or do damage, but none of the attacks that landed had any lasting impact.
To the left. Keep moving left. Draw her that way.
Bob’s plan was a solid one. He needed the tactical advantage, and his attempts to appear a little weaker had drawn her renewed assault.
A golden braid never moved, no matter how fast she did, and it was only after a few minutes that Max figured out she had to have a helm like his.
Lightning had come from her once, but after Bob had deflected it, she didn’t send another attack like that, choosing instead to use the wind blades that provided a more significant threat.
He had almost taken a surprise attack from behind by her, but his Sonar skill had detected the incoming pair of blades she had sent from the rear.
An air wall and a stone wall stopped the pair, only for a third one to come from above.