"HOW?! HOW THE HELL DO YOU KEEP ESCAPING CERTAIN DEATH?!" roared Yisu in utter frustration and anger.
Her entire body was trembling, not only due to the aftereffects of [Winter's Grasp], but also because of the sheer fury and disbelief swirling in her fell heart.
There was just no way the bastard in front of him had all the spells in the entire world!
Which was true, though the number of spells in Hal's arsenal was still certainly far greater than most wizards and Fellkins, who usually specialized in a path, or two at most.
Even the master wizards and the Magnas of the Imperium wouldn't be able to match him in this regard.
It was simply impossible.
Sealing his escape options and taking him out with more powerful spells would probably be the only reliable way to eliminate him.
Yisu had been doing a great job in this regard.
It was just that Chaos had decided to throw a wrench in Fate's plans once more, giving his chosen a much-needed spell.
