Chapter 283
"Fine," Grey said, smirking with a glint of challenge in his eyes. "But on one condition—I won't spar against just one of you. I want all three of you to come at me together."
"Oh, you're on," Greg replied, lightning cracking around his fists as his eyes lit up with excitement.
Grey stood confidently, hands tucked in his pockets, surrounded on three sides by Greg, Raze, and Vince.
Each of them radiated their magical affinities, their auras brimming with anticipation. On the porch, Jesse lounged casually, her grin wide with amusement.
"And let the spar begin!" Jesse called out from her seat, clapping her hands.
Greg was the first to move, dashing forward with a burst of speed. A bolt of lightning arced from his palm, whistling toward Grey.
Raze followed suit, summoning a blazing lightning arrow from above and hurling it down with deadly precision.
"Tsk." Grey scoffed.
