Wrath of the Sky

Benjamin wished to speak out and lead the fighting group, but it was too late to do so. Something had to be done. He did not have the presence of mind to take on more now.

In the blink of an eye, the attack by his own mages were blocked automatically by the wave of shields propped up by their opponents. Over on the side of the ‘Desert Shadow’, the old man who had been chanting for a longer period of time suddenly opened his eyes and ceased chanting.

A powerful magical fluctuation emanated from him as the elements in the area seemed to stagnate. In that second, everyone’s expressions changed.

Although they had not heard the opponent’s spells, this stance seemed to be, at the very least, some High-Level Magic. It could even be a type of advanced High-Level Magic.

Benjamin could not help but take a deep breath.