Hwaruruk!

The 3rd Circle Fireball was one of the most popular attack spells of war magicians. Five Fireballs lit up the area around Theo like the brightest day. The heat and light stung the eyes of the merchants and the mercenaries, who gave Theo a wide berth. However, Theo was looking up at the fireballs with a puzzled expression.

What’s going on? I’m sure I only used enough magic power to make three. 

But the circular scar on his left hand, the mark of the Ring of Muspelheim, throbbed like it was boasting of its own merits. The mark had the ability to dramatically increase the owner’s fire affinity and reduced fire magic consumption by half. It seemed like this power acted independently of Theo’s will. If so, Theo had to add that variable into his calculations.

Once he finished thinking, Theo gazed ahead of him.

“... Fast. Is it something like a camel?”

The aggressors were now close enough that he could distinguish the colors of the fluttering turbans. Camels...