“ I will be patiently waiting for the day that you’ll be strong enough to live up to your words. “
And with that, the wind mage would disappear from the hero’s view.
“ There is. “
The mage would quickly move forward, a hand attempting to grasp at the hero’s neck. If successful, he’d grasp it tightly. If he failed, he’d simply grimance and step away. Any swing of the sword would result in him teleporting.
“ Consider me boring all you wish,+
One laugh escaped him, magic beginning to dance in his fingertips.
“ Watch yourself, whelp. You’ll never become strong enough to beat me. I am the strongest being in this world and you will fall to me. “
“ You’re right. “
The mage grinned, a hand moving under his chin as he grinned in dark amusement at Shadow.
“ It’s a good thing my power is beyond yours without it. But this help makes it so I don’t have to bother with you. “
“ I see. “
The mage paused as he took a half step away from shadow.
“ Because when I fought the hero’s, I had a single shade that aided me and four annoying hero’s to fight.
So this. “
A devious laugh escaped him.
“ This is funny. “
His arms would move to cross. No sympathy for this child.
“ Did you? “
He asked in a deadpan voice.
“ What magician cursed you? You should be able to easily kill them. “