Chapter 143
Gemma, seeing Clayton on the verge of passing out, immediately bathed him in her healing light. Slowly, the furrow in his brow eased, and the pain etched across his face began to fade.
Meanwhile, the golem continued charging toward them at an alarming speed. Dingo didn’t hesitate. He planted himself firmly in front of Clayton, ready to block the incoming attack.
Wrapped in the warm glow of Gemma’s magic, Clayton gradually regained awareness. As his senses returned, he realized just how far his familiars were willing to go to protect him.
A warmth bloomed in his chest. They might not be human—but to Clayton, they meant more than most people ever had. As he took in the scene, his pupils shrank—the golem was barreling toward them, and Dingo still stood tall, unwavering.
Clayton wanted to shout for Dingo to fall back, but it was too late. With what little awareness he had, he forced himself to begin chanting a spell.
Boom!
The golem’s punch smashed into the dome of water surrounding them, shattering it instantly—it hadn’t been sturdy to begin with.
The shockwave hurled Dingo, Gemma, and Clayton in different directions.
Seeing his familiars still mostly intact, Clayton exhaled in relief.
In midair, clarity returned. As a dual practitioner—both mage and knight—his body wasn’t as fragile as it seemed. Still, the earlier blow had nearly knocked him unconscious.
Thankfully, Gemma had stabilized him. Without her, he and his familiars would likely be dead.
But the golem wasn’t done. It floated into the air, continuing its relentless pursuit of Clayton.