Ronan carefully pocketed the two Advanced Magic Stones that Jerome gave him before scanning his surroundings, only to be met with a series of dull, stunned faces.
Having lived on Water Drop Street for so long, though he always kept to himself and practiced his craft in deep solitude, there were still many in the neighborhood who recognized him.
In the eyes of many, Ronan was just an ordinary young wizard.
Perhaps his strength was slightly greater than that of the average lower-level apprentice wizard at the bottom of the hierarchy, but not by much.
After all, if one truly had ability, who would choose to live in a place like Water Drop Street?
However, the power Ronan displayed tonight dumbfounded them all.
Two Advanced Apprentice Black Robed Wizards, cruel in their methods, killing lower-level wizards as if they were mere chickens.
The two of them ganged up on Ronan, only to have one cleanly cut down by him in a few exchanges, while the other ultimately chose to flee...