'Well,' Stark thought, eyes flicking down to the crack along his staff, 'I guess I should have expected that.'
The [Divine Dual Wielder] had been hammering him relentlessly.
It was a miracle the staff had lasted this long.
Thankfully, it wasn't fully broken yet.
That meant he could still channel his spells through it.
But one more solid strike and it would shatter for good, and that was something he couldn't allow to happen.
He didn't even have a backup staff in his inventory.
Fwish!
The boss lunged.
Divine Strike! Golden Ray!
Sword in one hand, staff in the other.
Its blade came screaming down at him while, at the same time, a golden beam shot toward his chest.
Stark moved on instinct.
He twisted aside from the blade, feeling the wind cut past his cheek.
The ray, though—
Invincible Magic Barrier!
BOOM!
The shield burst into existence just in time.
The ray splashed across it harmlessly, but the shockwave rattled Stark's bones.
Then he quickly retaliated.
