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Calamity descended upon Elfo Sagrado. Karin and Ignisia drew on every last reserve to resist, and the elves added their small strength without hesitation. They fought with their lives on the line against Necrobix.
However, that was not the only place where disaster had come. At that same moment, the great Mage Tower spearing the sky beyond the clouds was all but a vision of hell. In truth, it would not be wrong to call it Hell itself, because Necrobix stood there as well.
“An edifice raised by a young mage,” Necrobix murmured, sounding genuinely intrigued. “It is not badly made. Worth analyzing.”
One of the mages on the tower’s outer defensive line trembled so hard his teeth chattered.
His name was Guraishan. He had once crossed paths with Ketal on the road to the Barcan Estate when Ketal went to confront Ashetiaar. After a grueling journey, he had finally reached the tower and begun learning magic as an apprentice, and now his eyes shook as if madness had seized him.
“This… this cannot be…,” Guraishan stammered.
Because the situation in the Mortal Realm was dire, the Mage Tower had raised its highest alert. The Tower Master and his disciple had layered personal defenses across the tower, and numerous mages stood watch. The barrier should have turned away even an enemy at the rank of Hero. Yet the only one left breathing here was Guraishan.
The tower’s wards and the mages’ counterattacks had shattered at a flutter of the intruder’s hand....
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