Sylas screamed.
He has never been humiliated as much as he was being humiliated at that moment. There was never a time when the insult to him has turned that much. With his life being on the line as his attacker looked at him with boredom. As if he is an unworthy opponent who’s a waste of time.
This is enough for Sylas to get up once again. Releasing even more dark mana than before as, he forcefully took the spear off his shoulder. It continued releasing lightning during this interval but, Sylas didn’t mind the pain anymore. His pride was already hurt to an extent that, no physical pain would be able to match it.
“This isn’t good.” Leroy said to himself as he watched the spectacle before him.
He tried his best to deal as much damage as he could while the spear was being held by Sylas
