In the end, no plan survives contact with the enemy, and Mack quickly activated his domain runespell again, but this time, it was not a flash of red light, but the skies turned crimson, blood crimson, and it stayed like that, and the bullets that aimed for his head stopped in the air just a few palms in front of him.
With his cape fluttering in the air, surrounded by red, and with hundreds of bullets in front of him, Mack immediately rushed forward, and the bullets opened a path for him to pass, as if subjects opening space for his ruler to walk.
'Twelve' Thought Mack, looking at the battleship in front of him surrounded by crimson light. Once inside his domain, he could vividly sense the mages inside the battleship, because they were the only thing he had no rule over.
