Though it was only by a few centimeters, the overall result would be far different than what he anticipated.

Leonel's blood boiled and his spine ran cold.

In such a threatening situation, he grew more focused, his thinking speed accelerating so quickly that time seemed to slow.

In an instant, Leonel zipped through all of the potential countermeasures he had and responded with the best.

BANG!

His foot slammed into the ground, a swirl of wind and oppressive Spirit Pressure surging around him.

"[Earthen Wall]. [Layering Arts]. [Harden]."

It was impossible to cast a spell so quickly. Even for Leonel.

An arrow crossing ten meters was the matter of a blink of an eye. But, even Leonel's fastest cast would take a full second.

However… It was then Leonel's Dreamscape flashed, sending out a branch of lightning.

In the core of it all, a book stood: 'Fostering a Mage's Battle Sense'. In fact, it wasn't just the book, but a specific chapter by the title of 'Spirit Pressure Storms'.

There were many things that could influence a mage's casting. Depending on the environment, there were an infinite number of variables. One such variable was the so-called 'Spirit Pressure Storm'.

When a high level Mage Art was cast, it would cause Force to converge. High concentrations of Force made it more difficult to control, especially when the concentration was of an opposing Force type to the one you were trying to use.

right after someone cast

weren't on Leonel's predicted trajectory, there was only one explanation: He

the concepts of 'Spirit Pressure

SHUUU!

he felt two arrows tear through the

cut down on the last one,

Maugrier's expression changed.

that Leonel was a mage,

seconds to cast. To make it worse, [Layering Arts] was a high level auxiliary Mage Art that multiplied the strength of spells

Arts] alone would take a talented Magus upwards of ten seconds to cast alone. In

talented fool with no battle

right after deflecting his last arrow

he obviously knew that high fluctuations of Force would disrupt techniques. But, this was the

expression changed, he had laid his guard down when he saw Leonel's stupid attempt. He had been waiting to see a grand show, but now he had yet to draw more

"My Lord!"

death guards surged forward to

again, he'll have time to recover and pester me with more arrows. If I can't read the trajectory of his arrows, it'll be too difficult to dodge at such close

to this point, Leonel had already made a decision. As much as he wanted to temper his

that matched his steps made the demons around

Pressure surged into the earth beneath his

'Impossible!'

been too busy snickering at Leonel earlier to realize, but this

difficult and took far more Spirit Pressure than directly creating your

Childes. The disparity between them and normal mages was like the difference between clear

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