"You arrogant little prick. You'll regret what you said." The bandit leader felt offended by Luka's words.
Another magic circle was conjured by the mage. The gem on his staff glowed brightly before the bandit leader shot forward and attacked Luka.
Luka still had the upper hand when they clashed swords, but when he went in to deal a fatal blow, several balls of fire swooped in. He dodged at the last second and the fireballs crashed and exploded in the spot where he stood just a few seconds ago.
He quickly circled around and went past the bandit leader and attacked the mage. More fireballs were launched at him. The spread of the fireballs was tight, making it hard to dodge normally. Luka created short but powerful blasts of wind to propel himself and constantly change the direction of his trajectory.