The spell was almost instantaneous, a flash of power so swift it seemed to bypass time itself.
But the truth? It wasn’t magic at all. It was a unique ability, a raw power granted by Oliver’s Stonewing core. Unlike traditional spells, it didn’t require incantations or preparation. Instantaneous abilities like this were incredibly rare—reserved for the most extraordinary practitioners, those far beyond the ordinary mage.
Derek could hardly believe it. Such abilities were the stuff of legends, the domain of only the most advanced and seasoned mages. Yet here stood Oliver, just months ago a humble farmer, now performing something that defied all logic and reason.
“Damn it…” Derek muttered under his breath, raising his skeletal wand, crackling with dark energy. His mind raced as he quickly began channeling a new necrotic ray, certain that Oliver’s defense couldn’t possibly be repeated.
But what happened next took him completely off guard.
"Levitate’s Boon!"