The students didn't hesitate.
Noor stepped in first, attacking with gravity, trying to send him crashing to the ground.
Two noble kids followed, their spells clumsy, trying to trap him in their elements.
Again, Malik barely moved.
He only ducked, slid, and stepped around.
His movement was always quiet, making it seem as if sound couldn't catch up, even though he was barely using any of his strength.
Running over those hit by their fellow students' attacks, Zafar joined in as well.
His runic attacks were the clumsiest, but due to his luck...
Boom!
Were the most accurate.
Malik stepped back, glancing at his shoulder where he had taken a direct hit.
A direct hit.
The fireball had missed by at least ten feet, but then, when Malik's attention left it, the fireball suddenly hit the ground, bounced into a wall, and another, until it beelined it into him.
'...Ridiculous.'
Only now did Malik realize just how broken this lucky bastard was.
