Foolish Decisions

"What the f-" Blake's words were once again cut off as he saw that actually more than just a single fireball was thrown towards him from the humanoid demons' group.

More precisely, three fireballs were aimed toward him, and one had almost hit his wings that weren't covered by the dark earth armor.

Blake didn't know how strong those fireballs were.

But just the fact that it could char the dark earth armor told him that the power carried in those fireballs was not minuscule.

If his wings were hit by it, Blake wouldn't want to find out what would happen to them as he had never gotten his wings injured, even when fighting the demonic beasts.

Blake could cover his wings with the dark earth armor, but he had tried it before and found out that he lost his ability to glide in the air if he did so.

So now, Blake was forced to constantly move around while gliding to dodge those fireballs from ever hitting his unprotected wings which might possibly bring him down.