Barely missing Sage caused a grunt of agitation out of the Husk boy, it just made Erebus more aware that his physical stats were yet to blossom entirely. But before long, his vampyric ancestry would kick in. Just as Sage triggered Blink, Erebus pressed on his leg, and jumped backwards. With five meters between them, he knew that this game of catch and bait would leave him exhausted. There was no more point in merely ‘chasing’ Sage. However, Erebus would note that getting a better weapon could help against pesky Wizards similar in style to this one, for later on. At least until he could get faster and stronger, he couldnt be heaving this giant sword
”Let’s just say it was innate talent,”
When the purple ball of energy was charged, Erebus assumed that it would hurt. He raised his huge sword and angled it upright. When the spell was launched, the two meter sword struck down on it, cutting it out of the air, but sustaining D-rank damage to the end of his weapon. ”Chasing you is going to do no good, so I guess I should just see if you have anything worth my time under your little get-up. If so— send it. Your spells have done little to impress me so far, scratched my sword up maybe. But I think you can better.” To be honest; Erebus had already gauged the fight based on the first few movements. Sage was the type of fighter to press you, make you ignorant of your stamina by controlling the flow of battle. His spells, while weak, were still fine tuned for fighting people he could dance around. Erebus was unamused, he giewed this dtyle as very cowardly. But if Sage had the nerve to do it, maybe he was holding back. Erebus stayed put for the defensive, wondering just how Sage would react to what he said.
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Sword: A-rank - 1x C-rank, 1x D-rank
Erebus: S-rank