Alaric forced himself to his feet. His entire left side was a mass of agony.
Blood filled his mouth.
The four figures entered the classroom, spreading out to block any escape routes.
Think.
His mind raced through options.
[Dominion's Gaze!]
He locked eyes with the nearest creature, pouring what remained of his willpower into the technique.
The creature flinched. Just slightly.
[Scorchblade Arts: First Form – Flame Blade!]
He lunged forward, targeting the momentarily weakened creature—
CLANG!
His flame blade struck the thing's arm and bounced off like hitting solid steel.
It backhanded him almost casually.
CRACK!
Alaric flew sideways, crashed into a desk, felt something in his shoulder pop wrong. He rolled with the impact, came up gasping, vision swimming.
BOOM!
The wall exploded inward. Professor Kael charged through the breach, lightning crackling around his entire body in a brilliant corona.
"Thunderstrike!"
