Chapter 310: Flames of a Tyrant

"Hurry! On the double!"

The mercenary lieutenant was waving his men onward, shouting for them to accelerate their pace. Behind the mercenaries, the students continued to jog. We would be preparing our spells, but we were over a hundred meters away from the venue so there was little point to it. And I couldn't afford to waste time standing around to complete my bigger spells while there were explosions and screaming people about.

If small spells could save a life in the meantime, then I would do so. Just because they were small or minor spells didn't mean they were any less effective in saving a life than the big ones (yeah, I already knew what some readers would whine about). As if to prove my point, a group of fleeing civilians came into view. A piece of falling debris crashed down upon them, and I quickly summoned Orion to blast the debris apart. Even though I couldn't prevent dust from raining down upon them, they were still alive and unhurt.