Metz sighed wearily as he released his spell, his opponent immediately moving as he began to cast. Now where’s he off to? Metz thought. Looking at his foe with his magic sight, and tracing his slow movement towards an object on the ground. Realisation set in a second or so before Shin could reach his weapon where he was going, and Metz smiled to himself, weaving again with a new target in mind for his earth circle.