The wind crashed against his face, accompanied by the occasional bolt of lightning, but all it did was increase his power, Unless Kizmal took him seriously and fired some lightning at him personally... Alexander would not be damaged, not at all.
The successor of the storm supreme must not flinch at some lightning, and the wind? All it did was make him more renewed with energy.
[Festul!]
He called out to the little wolf, who materialized on his back, clinging to his clothes with the help of his sharp claws.
[I know!].
Alexander took a deep breath, and circulated his energy, it was not mana, but rather aura. He had already emptied his mana reserves while he was on Kazikato. Unlike Alan, his control of mana was not so superb as to make it completely docile. He could not focus his mana to a single point in his body, and thus had to resort to some drastic measures.\
