Kwaang!
The flames engulfed Lancelot, causing a massive explosion.
Even Ian, who was well aware of Lancelot's strength, was momentarily worried for his safety.
It was an incredibly powerful blast.
"It's no joke."
Though he had created the flames himself, its power astonished him.
Ian admired his own work, but his face hardened as he retreated.
The tip of Lancelot's sword grazed his nose.
Drops of blood formed at the cut, and Ian felt cold sweat running down his back.
'Damn, that was close.'
He would have died with his face sliced in half if he hadn't retreated one step back.
It seemed worrying about Lancelot was a waste of time.
Lancelot, covered in a blue Aura, looked at Ian with a delighted smile.
"Hahaha! That's more like it! This is what makes it fun!"
Lancelot shouted as he charged towards Ian.
Ian retreated as he watched Lancelot radiating with a blue Aura and rushing towards him.
Lancelot looked as if he was covered in a thin veil of water.
In that state, it seemed impossib...
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