Sanders was momentarily taken aback, not immediately grasping the meaning of Frost's actions.
Frost did not offer further explanation but glanced at Angel, who was still lost in thought, and then reached out his hand toward the sky.
Under Sanders's puzzled gaze, Frost gently tapped his fingertip into the air.
Several glowing particles trickled from his fingertip.
Surprise flickered in Sanders's eyes. These tiny luminous particles appeared inconspicuous and seemed not to emanate any trace of energy. However, Sanders clearly saw the intricate and stable energy structures within the glowing particles... Perfect, enchanting, and full of the flavor of mysteries.
This energy was entirely different from that of Sanders, still recognizable within the system of a Wizard, but it exceeded Sanders's understanding.
This was the difference in levels.
This was the strength of Frost, to which Sanders could not even hold a candle.
