A few minutes before, Clova hovered in front of three Grand Mages. They all stared at her warily.
"Loa! Shackle her with your wind!" a fire mage shouted.
Loa was a young woman that appeared to be in her twenties. She was fair and beautiful and gave a sense of grace.
She snapped her fingers, and the wind from the four cardinal directions poured towards Clova. The only direction Clova could go was up or down.
Well, that was the case if she was a human mage.
Clova flapped her giant white wings, and Loa's wind spell was neutralized in an instant.
"She's too big! I can't!" Loa shouted in alarm. [AN: *wink* Lewd not intended.]
"Fine. Boost my fire spell with your wind!" the fire mage shouted.
He and Loa joined their spells together.
Of course, Clova was not just going to watch them attack her. She rose up into the air and into the clouds.
"Tch! We can't hit her at this range!"
