Dust filled the air behind him.
''What!'' The man shouted, spinning back around.
Theo immediately scanned the room.
His friends stood at the very back, Owen bleeding from a scrape on his head while his earth shield sizzled from poison, while Iris stood beside him with her spear raised.
The man himself had walked past him to close the distance, now putting him in the center of the room with Theo behind him.
'He must've used a lot of mana on that stone prison and all those walls,' he thought. 'This is definitely doable now!'
The man's expression twisted, as if thinking the exact same.
He glanced between Theo and the three people behind him, all already forming spells.
''These fucking brats!'' he said, jaw clenched in anger. ''If only I had poison spells.''
He paused for a moment, eyes darting across the room.
Finally, his gaze fell on something on the side of the cave.
He gritted his teeth, flicking his wrist towards it.
