Chapter 117
Mern didn't waste time with small talk. He raised both hands and flung a blinding blast of violet fire at my face. I barely managed to raise Moodrender in time. The spell struck her blade and hissed like a furious snake, lighting up the hall with a flash of sickly purple.
My arms jarred from the impact, but I held my ground.
Another spell came right after. I twisted left and deflected it again, then ducked out of the way from another oncoming spell as Moodrender yanked herself into the path like an overeager guard dog trying to prove something. I ducked behind a toppled column and peeked out just in time to see Mern's fingers already glowing.
He was just getting started.
On the other hand, Moodrender had decided that this was the best day of her life. She hummed a triumphant note, which quickly escalated into a full orchestral overture of madness. I could feel the blade vibrating so violently in my grip that my wrists ached from the strain.
