‘This can’t be… Alston killed by Lucien? How…’
“Stay back!” Alisha yelled as he drew another arrow and shot it straight at Lucien.
Lucien limped forward and extended his good arm again.
Clap!
The arrow disappeared as Lucien breathing became even heavier. Lucien stumbled and fell to his knees, but he never once took his eyes off of Alisha.
‘He may have killed Alston, but it is obvious that he is close to death himself, so why am I so afraid of him?’
Alisha franticly drew more arrows, unleashing them all upon Lucien.
The numerous arrows were deflected and ended up destroying Alisha’s own troops as Lucien tried saving some magic power. Neutralizing them took more out of him, but in this way, Lucien was able to cause the deaths of the enemy soldiers.
Lucien was now lying on the ground as he used up an enormous amount of energy to deflect them all.
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