It’s always too late for Regrets

Evan heard the sound of something cracking and shattering, but he paid it no mind, refusing to give the blade wraith even the slightest bit of time to recover as he coated his sword in lightning and swung it downwards faster than he normally could, releasing another aura slash simultaneously.

As soon as he did this, he let go of his sword and allowed it to fall to the ground, dropping to his knees and slamming his hands into the ground.

He poured his magic power into the ground and a burst of flames manifested on the ground, surrounding him.

Multiple fireballs materialized from the ring of fire and shot out in all directions except to his right, where he knew Eliza was.

**BAM BAAM! BAAMM!!

Some of the fireballs managed to slam into the body of the black armoured blade wraith, cracking its armour and burning off pieces of its flesh underneath.

'Just like this, I sh-!'

"EVANN!!!"