With great Strength, close combat turned out to be a disadvantage; Vorquis watched every move of Yang Yu, and after realizing that Yang Yu had no intention of getting close, a bold guess formed in his mind.
Yang Yu's Reflex was extraordinary, and because of that, it seemed that he was slightly slower in Speed.
However, maintaining such reaction speed during an attack was difficult, which was why he now chose to stay put and wait for others to approach him.
Thinking of this, Vorquis narrowed his eyes.
If one recklessly kept launching close-range attacks on Yang Yu, it was very likely that they would be thoroughly subdued by him again.
A new approach was necessary.
Holding a sword in one hand, Vorquis raised his other hand, a burst of light shimmered in his palm, a magnificent Magic Array formed in front of him, myriad flowing Magic Power transformed into fluttering ice-blue butterflies gathering into the Magic Array.
