Adventurers' City.
Genevieve's hands blurred as she wove seals at a frightening speed. Her palms met and then separated a few inches, allowing a small spherical ball of mana to form in between them.
At first glance, the sphere of mana appeared plain and simple. But if one observed closer, they'd see that it was filled with complex patterns and mysterious symbols.
[Enthrall]
The tiny sphere of mana shot out from her palms and accurately burrowed into the head of a black wolf.
Michael had incapacitated the beast just moments ago. However, he had been asked not to deal too much damage to it. The process had been difficult, but he was able to defeat the Rank 1 monster without injuring it too much.
However, in the process, he had been heavily wounded instead.
Blood flowed from the claw strikes on his forearms as he gasped for air. When he saw the tiny light orb shoot inside the wolf's head, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.
