Marcus growled and attacked. The two flame blades multiplied, becoming six in an instant.
Seraph was unperturbed, immediately countering with six sharp water blades. The water blades shot forward like discs, blocking the flame swords and locking them in a stalemate.
"Amazing."
Tamar said unconsciously, staring at the spectacle in surprise. She hadn't expected Seraph to be able to resist Marcy's this easily.
The white-haired boy grinned at his opponent. "Marcus, right? I'm going to attach you once. Do not die."
He suddenly changed his stance, leaning forward like he was about to sprint.
"Seraphim Spear: Second Form—Piercer."
He thrust the spear once, and it seemed to extend like a staff. Marcus was alarmed and immediately controlled the flame swords to act as a shield for him.
The six swords rotated, creating a tight shield that protected Marcus.
"It's Senior Brother Marcus's special move! Sword Shield!" One of Melox's underlings squealed in surprise.
