Reiger pointed in the opposite direction again with a wave of his hand.
"Bang!"
Yarad's body suddenly flew uncontrollably, howling as it smashed into the wall on the other side, shattering it.
"Bang——Bang——Bang——Bang——Bang——"
As Reiger sat in the armchair, waving his hand lightly like a conductor, Yarad's uncontrolled body flew around the room like a ball, crashing into the walls, floor, and ceiling repeatedly, shattering them.
Numerous stone and wood debris began to fly around the room, and the expensive furniture was also smashed to pieces, scattering in the air, falling everywhere.
"Oh... Oooooooo...!"
Yarad, who was being played with wantonly, finally had the chance to react, roaring as his body erupted with torrents of Magic Power, forcibly controlling his erratic form and resisting the strong gravity as he rushed toward Reiger.
He roared as he drew the sword from his waist, raising it high above his head, and chopped down heavily at Reiger sitting in the armchair.
