As the wind mages mumbled under their will, the sky suddenly darkened.
Looking up, the endless wind in the sky flowed and gathered, forming a vortex like the eye of a God. It was filled with hurricanes that could tear metal and thunder and lightning that accompanied the Hurricanes.
The next moment, the vortex pressed down.
The Isle of Dawn.
It was as if a legend had cast a destructive spell with all his might. The island of dawn was soon enveloped.
The island, which was already on the verge of collapse, began to shatter.
The wind mages were in the only safe zone due to their control of the hurricane. The fire mages around them were turned into blood by the meat grinder-like storm, adding a touch of blood to the chaotic-colored vortex.
After a while.
The terrifying Hurricane dissipated, and the sky was cloudless, returning to normal.
