Storm of Fireballs

"What's this!?"

Viktor stood up and stared in disbelief. Barter's expression changed drastically. Not only them, but the crowd also jumped up from their seats. Above the round arena, the densely-packed fireballs burned fiercely and seemed to have formed the mouth of a menacing devil waiting to devour its prey..

"This…"

Mobis was dumbstruck. Although he wasn't a Mage, he wasn't a newbie either. Therefore, he was clear that no humans could achieve such a high level of magical mastery. Although fireballs weren't considered a high-grade magic spell and could even be considered as the basic of the basics, a Swordsman of Carter's caliber wouldn't even put this child's play into regards. However, when these earth-shattering fireballs were there in tens of thousands, who would disregard them?