Hunting (3)

The wind was knocked out of him as a head smashed into his abdomen.

He coughed out blood as he was sent barreling backwards, crashing into the snow.

The world spun around Jason.

Slowly, the world stopped spinning around him and he stood up slowly.

"That hurt... Stupid Z-charge."

Jason murmured, placing a hand on his head.

He had bad memory with Z-charge; it was the skill Zane had used in a sudden burst to cut off one of his fingers, and now it had just been used to knock him off his feet.

Such a skill could be used to change the tide of the battle in a sudden burst.

And unfortunately, he didn't have it.

He focused on the figure.

Kira had engaged the figure in close-combat fight and they seemed evenly matched as they fought each other.

They would have been easily matched, but the figure wasn't exactly talented in close-combat, and Kira had offhand.

His strength lied in magic.