Zashi wasn't immediately notified of his servant's death. He hadn't been paying attention to his battlefield.
After all, he was busy evading the venomous fangs of the Mana Vortex-level gray serpent before him.
Ducking to evade a vicious tail strike, the crooked Magus quickly weaved a set of complex hand seals and cast his magic.
Rank 3 Spell: Frost Grove!
A grove of ice spikes emerged from the ground, spreading straight towards the gray serpent. Meanwhile, Zashi took this moment to retreat a few steps and catch his breath.
The frozen spikes crashed against the gray serpent, yet they weren't able to lay even a scratch on its adamantine scales.
Zashi's expression darkened even further, witnessing that.
No matter which Rank 3 spells he cast on his opponent, nothing seemed to bypass its defenses. This was already the third Rank 3 spell he'd cast, yet the result was still the same.
