"Rachel's breath caught in her throat. The sky itself seemed to darken under the countless floating rocks, blotting out the fading sun. Dust lifted from the ground, swirling into faint spirals that shimmered with energy.
The light of the setting sun fractured into a thousand broken shadows, each shard of rock glowing faintly with residual mana. The sheer quantity was far greater than the normal Obsidian Rain spell that it mimicked.
She had gained information that said Eisen Terre was a first-circle mage, but seeing the scene before her made her doubt that information.
There was also the match between Elyra and Mireya before, and then there's this unbelievable sight before her.
'Are there so many monsters in Norvaegard? Is this what it means to be a kingdom of warriors?'
Even the guard beside Rachel, who was around the fourth aura mantle, had his eyes wide open, finding it hard to believe the sight before him.
