Soaring above the lush green forest were three Spell Caster in long white robes, flying slowly toward one of the distant peaks. One of them was a purple-haired female Wizard, and upon seeing the peak that towered into the clouds, she laughed. "Wizard Seashell, in front of us now is Sky-Piercing Peak. There's a Spell Caster clan called the Mill clan in Sky-Piercing Peak. They have a long history as well as a powerful heritage. The clan has three Seventh-level Spell Casters whose abilities aren't too bad!"
"Not too bad?"
Next to her, a strange and rough-looking man with a few large golden earrings in his ear sneered. "No matter how powerful the Mill clan is, could they be more powerful than the Sina clan that we've just slaughtered ten days ago?"
This Sina clan was not a simple clan as they had produced an Eighth-level Spell Caster!
