Feeling something approaching at an astonishing speed, Ray swept his wooden sword, its blade now covered in a swirling green aura. Instead of delivering a devastating slash, the swing released a powerful burst of wind that sent many of the advancing dwarfs flying backward, scattering them like leaves in a storm.
The wooden sword broke due to the aura, but...
It created a short breather for Ray, no more than a few seconds, but he did not waste it. Without hesitation, he bent his knees and leapt high into the air, straight toward the incoming projectile. As his body soared upward, his sharp eyes locked on the strange object.
It had an unusual shape — a long cuboidal body with a conical top, spinning rapidly as it accelerated toward him, gathering more and more force with each passing moment.
It's a mana missile...
Even as Ray's leap carried him higher, the Mana Missile adjusted its course mid-flight, tracking him with unnerving precision.
