The Spirit Alphabet Part I

Serah used alphabet power to attack him without warning.

A formless power like a giant hammer smashed down violently.

A man in a purple robe and a wooden mask, who was standing with his back straight and both hands behind, was not afraid of this attack at all. He didn't even try to dodge, standing at ease to take this attack willingly.

BANG!

Before the alphabet force had even come within ten-feet radius to the figure, the attack power became like melting ice. It disappeared before reaching Merlin.

His white hair fluttered backwards. A dark blue eye that was uncovered by the mask was as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.

“Young lady, you are really impatient. Alphabet creation cannot be done in such a hurry,” Merlin said in a calm tone.

Serah stood with her mouth agape. Although the attack earlier could not threaten a strong Master of Spirits, she didn't think that the man in front of her would be able to disintegrate it without even moving.