"You've just been slinging spell after spell at me without even thinking deeply," he walked towards the Elder, dodging the slow spatial slashes as he drew closer. "The only time you used your head was with the lightning spell."
The Elder started to switch back to a fire spell in a haste, but just before he wove the spell model again, he was pierced through his abdomen again.
"Arrggh—"
"Even now you still don't know how I'm attacking you."
"Bastard!!" the Elder roared, weaving another, tighter barrier like an eggshell around himself inside the dome this time, before he started to weave the fire spell model again.
"See… your head's empty. No thoughts whatsoever." Florian squinted his eyes slightly.
Another blur whizzed inside the dome; it was a beat slower, only grazing the Elder's hand this time due to his quick evasion.
