Kicking Giltwith away, Spencer spun around and deflected the oncoming flaming projectile with a neat twirl of his knives. The fire was sent hurling at the nearby wall, causing a massive hole to rip open. Smirking, he leapt back into an already waiting portal.

“Bye now!” he said, before winking out of existence. Meanwhile, Kiara’s hand began to get worse as the Volunta now summoned itself in her palm. Pulsing with a faint, blue light, Kiara gritted her teeth as the pain surged again.

A shrill grating sound was heard, and it was as if the gunsword was…growling.