Chapter 110
Grey's feet barely touched the ground as he weaved through the mist, wind surging around his limbs. A spike shot past his cheek, slicing the air with a sharp whistle. He twisted, deflecting another with his sword—clang! Sparks flew as metal met steel. And then he landed smoothly on the ground huffing and panting.
'This would have all been easier if I could use all my affinities but I'm limited right here right now.' Grey said.
"And the difference between us is," Grey heard Nozel's voice again and he quickly took a stance.
"I'm better and stronger than you!" He heard a voice say from his side and he could see a hand covered in metal gauntlets heading for his face at immense speed.
Before he could say or do anything, the gauntlet fist slammed into his face hard cracking his nose and lifting him up from his feet while sending him crashing into a tree to the extent he broke it in two.
