Theo's gaze flickered upward, a bitter smile appearing on his face.
'This is troublesome,' he thought, narrowing his eyes. 'I've never seen her use these kinds of petals…'
The fragments above him had spread into multiple rotating layers, forming a dense, razor-sharp storm.
There was no way out of this one.
'So the spear was a setup,' he realized.
'But… that's a one-time trade.'
If he made it through this storm, she'd be at a major disadvantage without her durable spear.
Then—
The storm surged down.
Dozens, if not hundreds, of petals shot down all at once, screeching through the air as they tore toward him from every angle.
Theo's grip tightened.
'Block it!'
He opened his mouth, drawing in a deep breath—
Then shut it and held it in.
Water exploded out from his umbrella in an instant.
But it wasn't his usual shield.
Instead, the water collapsed inward, forming a massive, pressurized bubble around him.
SHS! SHS! SHS!
The first wave plunged into the sphere.
