Pat, pat, pat—
Just then, a faint sound came from the depths of the black fog.
Although the sound was not loud, the quietness of the hall meant everyone still heard this faint noise.
Immediately, everyone's gaze shifted toward the direction of the sound coming from within the black fog.
Their eyes dared not move for even a second.
Everyone was tense about the changes before them, as the black fog Ronald had summoned was an absolute unknown, unfathomable to them.
Was the man before them about to manipulate the magic and make some new move?
—That was almost certainly what everyone was thinking.
Only Ronald, understanding everything, raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself with a small sigh:
"Tsk—"
"What a pity..."
So, just as Ronald felt some regret,
and Hanson had not yet had the chance to initiate his own spell,
the sound grew clearer from far to near.
Pat, dah—pat, dah—