"What... What kind of magic is that?"
In the direction of the Mage Guild.
A mage felt the rapidly approaching cold wave and stared blankly at the ice corridor that appeared in the sky. He took a deep breath, and when he exhaled again, he could see his breath. Then, his body turned into a snow-white ice sculpture; there was not a hint of pain on his face because his life had ended before he could react.
"Everyone, quickly, use fire-elemental magic!"
When they saw their companions turned into that state, the other mages quickly reacted. They immediately raised their staffs and began to chant, "Fire elements that wander between heaven and earth, please listen to my summon and condense into fireballs that can shatter the earth! Silver-tier magic, Consecutive Exploding Fireballs."
