Wayne's mystical beast had yet to be summoned when he already felt the rush of wind created by Charles's staff.
At that moment, Wayne's pupils contracted sharply. He never expected that Charles would skip summoning his mystical beast and launch an attack directly.
Wayne had initially planned to use the advantage of having one more mystical beast than Charles to gain the upper hand and turn the tide. He never anticipated that Charles's actions would completely disrupt his plan.
Charles's speed was simply too fast, the distance between them had shrunk to less than two meters in the blink of an eye!
"Damn it, I can't summon my mystical beast anymore, I have to dodge that strike!" Wayne's combat instincts were sharp.
After all, he was a talented Beast Master from the Haunted Marsh, with quick reflexes and enough decisiveness to abandon the summoning of his mystical beast.