a swirling portal of darkness engulfed them, enabling their escape after they crushed the void space stone.
The Third Elder watched as the assassin mages vanished into the void, his body throbbing with pain from his wounds.
Yet, despite his injuries and the toll the battle had taken on him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that his clansmen were safe, even after being attacked by a Tier 8 mage.
" The Gordons clans are invincible!!!" he shouted at the top of his voice before collapsing on the ground his eyes closed shut, he was already at the end of his road, He was just pushing forward with the little will power he had
With a deep breath, the Patriarch called upon his Mana strength flinging the Third Elder away before resuming flight towards the escaping mage
