Lumen flew out and quickly returned. Felix's expression eased completely, and with a step, he vanished from where he stood.

"Chasing me was fun last time, huh? Did you think it'd go the same this time?" he asked.

When he reappeared, someone was already lying on the ground about ten yards ahead. It was a figure fully shrouded in a gray robe, a man named Holt Bovington.

That was Felix holding back. Otherwise, Lumen's previous strike could've shattered Holt's soul on the spot.

"Felix Zeller? It