Cass didn't remember casting the magic, but that was okay. This was more of an instinctual reaction than anything else.
One moment, he was surrounded by man meat, the next second, both men were 10 feet away from him on either side, both looking shocked, stunned that Cass had done it. Cass wasted no time in getting away from them. He would rather be around Lady Ava who hurt him just being around her, and Lord Ridgewood who was treating him like a deadly disease then those fuckers right now.
Cass was fine with that, stomping towards the trio in the distance, not even caring about the fact that he'd had people helping him through the severe magic use he'd just gone through. His new plan? Never have to use that level of magic again so that he wasn't vulnerable like that. And get his body into shape.
He needed to get into shape. It was going to help all aspects of his life.
He couldn't be collapsing like this again, not if that was the result.
