The moment Cris advances on Light, four trees are created, two on each side of the boy.
In the blink of an eye, the vines were tightly entwined around Cris's body, but this strength would not be enough for Cris not to break, so Light also used the roots to trap her feet.
Cris clicks his tongue and looks at Light, which makes him open his eyes and his mouth.
The ends of the boy's hair glow a fluorescent light blue. His eyes were shining in the same way.
Electric waves are visible traveling through Light's body.
Before Cris could reason out what was happening, Light runs at an absurd speed, surpassing even William with his Air Magic, and, in a fraction of a second, Light goes to Cris and punches him, which makes the vines and the roots break, throwing the man backwards.
Cris falls and rolls on the floor. Meanwhile, Light deactivates his Thunder Magic, returning his hair and eyes to normal.
The silver-haired man, Cris Fenece, stands up with a light evil smile.
"That really hurt, you brat." He says. "Earth Magic, Forest Magic and Thunder Magic... It's not the first time I've seen a wizard with three magic... I thought they were rarer than finding a goose that lays golden eggs." Chris comments. "Or maybe I'm just too lucky." He adds.
Light doesn't respond; he just stands still as he takes out his wand.
"You're impressive for a kid!" Cris says as he charges towards Light, but this time, his aura was green, and he was insanely faster.
"Air Magic?!" Light thought.
When Cris catches up to him, he tries to cross-punch Light. The boy jumps back on instinct, but Cris doesn't let him catch his breath and moves forward!
"He's faster than William!" Light thought.
In fact, Cris had more experience, and because of that, his mana was more developed, which made him stronger and faster.
Cris tries an uppercut with his right arm, and Light miraculously dodges, but he wouldn't escape the cross punch that the man delivers with his left hand.
Light even tries to dodge, but is hit by Fenece's fists !
A punch would already hurt, but a punch with Air Magic hurts much more. Light is thrown and thrown to the ground, a few meters away.
The boy doesn't move; apparently he was passed out.
Cris just walks towards him, not seeing his face, which was covered by his arm, which was still holding the wand.
Chris won. That's what he thought; he even deactivated his magic, until, suddenly, Light stands up with his wand in hand, shooting earth spikes towards him!
The man with the angelic face just defends with his open hand.
The thorns don't stop, as if it were a bow and arrow shooting endlessly!
Light takes the moment to get up.
Cris has a smile on his face as he defends the boy's attacks.
Light gets tired after using magic all at once, so Cris takes this moment to run towards Light again, activating her Air Magic!
However, what Cris didn't know was that Light was preparing a massive, rotating earth spike!
When Cris is about to attack Light, the boy throws himself to the side, letting his enemy be hit by a point-blank blow!
The thorn is fired, and Cris can do nothing but look at it.
The thorn collides with the man's clothing and skin, causing the clothes to be torn where the attack occurred, in the center of the chest. In the center of the bruise, a little blood oozes and slowly paints the white clothes, while Cris is just astonished.
Until he returns to reality!
Cris looks to the side, with some brutality, where Light is. But Light had already thought of a plan.
A seed spinning at high speed is fired at him, which he easily deflects, but that wasn't the main thing!
The moment Cris's muscles moved, a root emerged from the ground and quickly pulled his foot!
Before Cris can let go, Light creates several roots that intertwine around Cris' body, faster than he can destroy them.
"AARGH!" The man shakes his head desperately, trying to free himself. "I don't accept losing to a... BRAT WHO THINKS HE'S SPECIAL!" He struggles as he speaks. "Who do you think..." Cris trails off when he looks at Light's actions.
Light had stood on top of Cris's body, standing, and conjuring an earth spike spell at the tip of his wand, prepared to attack his opponent without any remorse.
Cris's eyes widen, but he has enough time to blink, as Light shoots the first spike into his forehead.
No scratches were made. Cris's built-in Magic must be high to withstand so much damage. But this is not a problem.
Light creates another spike, and fires it.
Cris' head takes another impact that causes her to be thrown back.
Nothing again. Light tries again, with no results.
Again and again, and again, Light shoots Cris in the head eleven times without time to recovery. His forehead was already covered in blood, his hair was stained, and his eyes were half-open, with blood inside them.
"W-Wait..." Cris pleads with Light, but it's no use, because the boy shoots the eleventh earth spike at his enemy's head, making him lose consciousness.
Light took a while to be sure that his opponent was unconscious; it was as if he didn't trust that Cris had been defeated.
The boy then slowly walks away, and, when he is a good distance away, he lets out a huge sigh of relief.