The Monk Mahinder, or rather, the High Elf Ashcroft who had possessed the former's body, was getting stronger with each passing second.
"Let the young acolyte go!"
Not willing to hurt the young possessed acolyte, Grand Magus Yvere could not do much besides tightening his restraint even more, still it only managed to hold the target a few more seconds, before the white roots splintered apart releasing the golden shining figure.
It was at this moment that the three grand magus arrived, surrounding Mahinder in three directions. The three were not only the ones who came, as dozens of magus enforcers swiftly followed right behind.
"How dare you come here, elf?!"
Grand Magus Api's shout resounded loudly in the air. The dark-skinned with buzz-cut hair, who was the head of the Fire Institute, glared at the entity possessing the Monk's body, hatred clear in his eyes.
