“Seems like I’ve underestimated you. Come again!” Bruce immediately sprang into action after finishing his sentence.
Figuring that his opponent only had rather average skills, George’s confidence skyrocketed, and without hesitation, he pushed himself off the ground and charged toward his opponent.
Just as he did that, he saw Bruce waving his hand. Within seconds, he was shrouded in a cloud of smoke that only grew increasingly thicker.
He hurriedly tried to move backward but heard a howl of wind behind him. His agility allowed him to lower his head relatively quickly to avoid the abrupt attack.
“Despicable jerk! Didn’t you say that you won’t use magecraft?” George snarled.
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