Merlin Calls a Meeting Part II

A crack appeared in the sky; existences from far away emerged from the void.

They were Taurus and Piscel.

Two Archwizards appeared out of nowhere.

"It must be rough for you, Lyra," Piscel smiled and said. The female Archwizard appeared in a tight leather outfit. Her movement was agile and nimble; her body oozed an extraordinary power.

"Let's get this job done," said Taurus in a weary tone. He spoke as if he did not care about the man in the leather at all.

If the Astral members were alone, they would not be such a threat. But if the members were together, the outcome would be different.

The man in the leather cloak gritted his teeth, causing the muscles on his face to be distorted. He clenched his fists until a loud crack sounded. The flames of rage soared into the sky.

The burly man insulted him with his words.

Sweeping his gaze, he found that those three were still only one-hoop Archwizards.