Saint Aiven City, the scenic Long Island at the turn of spring and summer.
In a large area completely cleared of space, five crystal pylons of transparent Magnetic Ore are distributed in the shape of a pentagram, spaced a hundred meters apart.
Next to each Magnetic Ore, stand two capable young people wearing Galliot National University uniforms.
"Attention everyone, prepare... activate Magnetic Ore, maximum power!"
"At your command!"
With Aiven's order from the center of the pentagram, the ten young people who had been well-prepared showed sparks at their fingertips, simultaneously activating the powerful energy they were responsible for.
Crackling sounds...
Buzz——!
A blazing white light erupted, and a massive electric field descended upon this region in an instant, easily piercing through the air, with bright silver electric serpents wantonly dancing in view.
Except for Aiven in the very center of the pentagram, the small group of onlookers led by Liweina stepped back.
