"Thanks, I appreciate it," Pushing himself off the floor, Owen looked at his enemy in a new light.
The stranger's cloak prevented him from seeing what kind of equipment he was wearing but not the half-mask and the crimson eyes that sent shivers down his spine.
Owen was a water mage from an average guild that controlled some territory on the southeastern side of the United States. The S-rank guild reigned supreme over the continent they resided in, no one would ever deny that fact.
However, no matter how strong their guild was, they could never manage an entire continent that was filled with hundreds of millions of people and thousands of acres by themselves, this is where the smaller guilds came into play.
Under the S-rank guilds were the A-rank guilds, these guilds possessed at least one A-rank mage and controlled large chunks of the S-rank guild's territory, one of these guilds was the Artemis Guil, which managed most of Canada.
