The True Power of the Sixth Tier

The moment that Father Joseph uttered the word, the circle of words that had formed in front of him lit up. 

It had a golden brilliance that seemed divine, because in a way, it was. This was the power of the gods of Gaia, a power that no player was actually able to hold and use. 

And in all of this, the Evil Mage was immobile. The short opponent just stood there, staring at Father Joseph like he had nothing to do. 

There was no response, no spell that would retaliate, nothing. It was as if the person controlling this character suddenly decided to give up.

The golden light that came from the circle reached the Evil Mage, and when it touched the cloak, the pitch black cloak caught on fire. It started disintegrating like flash paper when caught on fire. 

It revealed what was within the cloak itself. The four foot beast was shown in its full glory, and Jake was quite surprised.