Evil D'andre was too slow to react as Rowan moved at an insane speed, vanishing like a ghost and reappearing behind him as if he had teleported.
A cold, sharp voice slid into his ear.
He tried to dodge, but it was already too late. Rowan's blade came crashing down at his back with unimaginable force.
The explosive sound of something fast and deadly colliding with flesh echoed through the lair, followed by the sight of a body being hurled like a rag doll.
Rowan vanished from where he stood and darted after the airborne evil D'andre.
Seeing this change, D'andre finally grasped what his friend had been hinting at. A wild grin spread across his face.
He summoned several magic circles above him, each firing off powerful light magic orbs in rapid succession.
At the same time, he materialized a glowing light sword in his hands and shot forward toward evil Rowan, who was still adjusting to the chaos unfolding around him.
