As the orb of negation exploded, for a moment, it was as though time had stopped.
Despite the countless multitudes of attacks between them, Atticus and Dronvet's eyes still managed to meet. And at that moment, nothing else seemed to exist.
In this stillness, Dronvet's eyes filtered through different thoughts. He had seen the orb appear on Atticus' palm. He had felt the effect it had on his mana. He had seen it explode.
It was swallowing his attacks. It was merely moments away from reaching him.
Dronvet thought of the hundreds of ways he could escape this scenario, his reflective shield, teleportation, anything, but they all died down the instant they were thought of.
He only had time to act after the sudden aura washed over him. And when that happened, none of them would work.
