Humanity, beings not born with innate magic, must learn. Learning is the greatest ability the gods granted them.
Even so, they always have limits they can never surpass...
Flux, the current that guides them, connects them to magic. That is the weakness of humankind, because once their flux is depleted, they become no different from ordinary people, nothing more, nothing less.
This is also the reason why not every mage will open a battle with powerful, wide-ranged offensive spells.
But Silvanus used them, and more than that, this was already the second time he had done so.
A normal mage could only pour all their remaining strength into one final decisive strike...
"Ugh...!"
"CRASH! THUD!"
The queen's towering figure was forced backward.
Now, countless wounds had appeared across her enormous body, some deep, some shallow. Fresh blood drifted through the water, almost making everything in their vision blur with red.
