Birds chirping around in the lake.
The grass was dancing as if a beautiful song came from nature.
The birds were flying close towards the grasses, pecking at the ground for the source of their life.
Thus, one man practiced magic with a lady.
Prang!! Prang!! Prang!! Prang!!
"Hen! Gera! Asa! Rado!"
[Rune Magic: Lock!]
That dragon-horned youngster had used his magic once again. But it was unexpected for the lady in front of him who had herself locked into the chains.
Thus, Chris placed his [Wand of Herrscher] to the hoister in his hip hoister lin the left that fit with his cursed-looking wand.
At the same time, that lock magic was broken immediately after that youngster said,
"I win, Lein."
Wounds were everywhere in that lady's body. But, she did not feel regret with it. Instead, she was feeling honored that she could see her master's improvement. Meanwhile, she asked her master, who stood in front of her, to raise her for her inability to move.
"Did you still having your vertigo hits on your head?"
"Not really, Lein. But I could feel the power was too overwhelming for me. Or I could say, I will need to control the power from this wand that somehow increased my efficiency in using mana." Chris Jansen, the man who rose that lady who had a nice knitted hair in one line wearing a brown-colored yet, elegant battle dress.
While she was being pulled together side by side by Chris, she questioned him in a confusing expression as she said,
"What does that mean?"