Chapter 117: Clouded judgment.

"Idiot," muttered Ozul when he saw what was about to happen.

In the battle, when everyone expected that at least one of the mages would take a step back and prepare a stronger spell, the opposite happened.

Clive's back was towards the group of mercenaries surrounding Clara, and the drake was in front of him. A little to his left stood Barry, also ready to attack at any opportunity.

As usual, Clive threw a quick but a spell of average power towards the drake. Barry should have also thrown his bit at the same time, so there were more chances for it to hit the drake.

However, Barry instead ran towards the back of the drake, right behind the place where it was going to land after dodging.

"What is he doing? There is no time. Before he can conjure another spell, the drake would have already jumped away!" A mercenary commented from the side.