The mage used his wave to defend himself this time instead of attacking, but Damian had already reached him and launched his own flames, shooting out of the flaming spear, overwhelming in both size and intensity compared to the smaller black flames.
The two fires swirled around them in a circle as they flew in the middle of the inferno. The mage, panicked, brought his hand forward and tried launching another spell. A mixture of red, blue, and yellow runic circle formed before him, but Damian had enough playtime. Launching a hidden air blade right beside the mage's raised arm, Damian cut it off clean at the elbow.
The mage could not believe his eyes. It took a second to register what the hell had happened before he broke out into screams of pure agony.
"How!? How is this possible!?"
