The eyes of the Crown Prince opened wide. Their heads snapped toward the silhouette of Theron, only to watch it slowly fade away as well.
The water from the first [Water Clone] fell limply to the ground, never becoming dangerous. Marcel and Morelle both realized that they had been tricked at the same moment Aetherion did.
Suddenly, they were down to just three, and they didn't even have a chance to help the Auran Crown Prince at all. And maybe worst yet, Theron had casually broken their encirclement, standing to the edge of where one of them had just been as though it had never been much of an encirclement to begin with.
At that moment, it seemed to finally settle in for them the sort of monster they were dealing with. Theron wasn't just a powerful cultivator—he had the intelligence and wit to apply his spells in such a way in the midst of battle that they almost had no ability to react to it at all.
