A few of the jade needles were deflected and shot back toward Aelion.
With a swift motion of his white cloak, the needles vanished from sight.
In the next instant, Mortimer launched himself toward Aelion, throwing a powerful punch.
Aelion took a step back, his figure ghostly and elusive, as his delicate hand reached for Mortimer's wrist. Aelion's expression suddenly changed as he was forced to retreat several steps to neutralize the overwhelming force from Mortimer.
"Impressive technique..."
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