The headache didn't leave Billy alone for several hours. It was weird, he could manipulate the elements with a lot fewer mana years ago, and now he had higher magic, and yet, something that was supposed to be only a middle-tier spell made him feel like his head was splitting… Although he considered that a middle-tier spell, based on his game standards, the enemies that were inside the tornado for more than two seconds were burned to the bones. Even their armor and weapons melt… Billy put a certain fear on the enemies, but those who saw him controlling that, feared him as well. What would happen if someone like that went on a rampage? Some people recalled the incident with the Count months ago.
"Are you all right?" Drew asked.
"Yeah… I am fine now," Billy said while he was massaging his temples. "I guess I overestimated my skills."
