A cloud of dust was raised through the air.
In the place where the third-eyed wolfs and Danzel were now a pile of rubble lying motionless there.
But that soon changed.
Though the middle of the pile of rocks dead mana was seeping out with each second the mana growing bigger.
And when the dead mana resembled burning flames, the rock at top of such mana was pushed to the side with a tall dark figure emerging out of there.
"Ugh... to think that I would bury myself once again. At least it worked this time around." Danzel grumbled to himself.
After taking a glance at the several notifications that came, he moved at top of the rumble and shook the trapped dirt off his armor.
"So annoying, after I'm even done with those dogs I will have to clean the dirt trapped in the armor." Patting lightly his armor, he look closely at the window with the notifications.
