CHAPTER 76
"Light magic! Swords of Punishment!"
Upon seeing the radiant blades hovering ominously above him, Grey gulped loudly, his skin instantly breaking out in a cold, nervous sweat.
'I'm cooked! Is this how Solid, Bale, and Clark felt when they realized I could easily overpower them?' Grey thought, his eyes wide with dread.
He stared at the shimmering, intense glow emanating from the ethereal weaponry while Charla maintained her constant, unnerving smile.
With a sharp flick of his wrist, Licht sent the swords whistling toward Grey.
Knowing there was little he could do against such speed, Grey instinctively summoned a thick Earth wall.
He squeezed his eyes shut in terror, bracing for a devastating impact and the potential end of his life, certain that he could neither dodge nor emerge from this assault unscathed.
However, to his utter surprise, no collision occurred. Instead, a sudden, ear-piercing burst of laughter filled the throne room.
