Dark and crimson were mixed into the distorted magic circles that appeared in front of the gold rankers. The ominous circles had a pulse and rang rhythmically, with each beat its liveliness heightened. A moment later, the pace increased and energy emitted from the circles was already indescribable. Anyone would be pressured and come to a conclusion that one's life was in grave danger.
"Supporters, Walter, Shella, remain where you are!!" ordered Bregror, regretted that the circumstance had come out of hand and he did not want them to be exposed to this threat.
"Don't be too clingy!"
Mikaela, the sensual wizard, expressed an obvious hatred toward the circle's rude behavior that dare to enter her personal space, which was already reserved for someone special, even though the two just met and no rapport had been established.
