CHAPTER 69
"Bring it on," Grey mumbled.
Without wasting a single moment, Solid discharged dozens of lethal Earth spikes toward Grey.
These projectiles streaked through the air at a tremendous velocity, but the red-haired youth simply and casually utilized his wind magic to augment his own speed.
He blurred out of the way, narrowly avoiding the stony shafts that crashed into the masonry behind him.
The impact ripped a gaping hole through the structure, triggering a small explosion that sent a plume of thick smoke billowing up in Grey's wake.
Just as Cedric had promised, the damaged wall was seen patching itself up at a rapid pace.
In less than a minute, the stone had fused back together, appearing as pristine as if the attack had never occurred.
'This guy! His Earth magic certainly packs a punch,' Grey thought.
He narrowed his eyes, lifting his hand and pointing it toward Solid like a miniature pistol.
