"What was that spell that you used? The one that is able to interrupt my magic." Blair said.
"Wouldn't you like to know." Siderius smirked.
"Arrogant bastard."
Blair chopped his hand downwards, releasing all the blood spears toward Siderius.
The witch hunter drew a cross in the air. A faint green barrier appeared around Siderius.
The blood spears were much stronger than the arrows from the assassins' crossbows. Each spear was able to penetrate a few centimeters into the barrier and caused cracks to the surrounding.
"Your defensive spells aren't that good. You need to study more." Blair's face distorted with a smile.
"Is it?"
Siderius dissipated the barrier and charged at Blair.
Suddenly, he felt like all the blood in his body boiled at the same time. Siderius' vision blurred.
Waves of mana spread out from Blair's hand, affecting the blood inside Siderius.
"You aren't the only one with a weakening spell, white witch!"
