"H-how many layers?" Trevor asked, wincing at the burning feel he got as he was exposed to Tier 9 magic.
His whole life had been limited to the 8th Tier, after all.
"About 24 are left. I just destroyed one." Noir revealed.
Trevor's mouth nearly dropped. He had no idea of this. A total of 25 layers of Tier 9 magic were stacked up just for access to the Archmage.
"I-incredible! The door isn't opening, though... and there are so many layers of magic. What will you do now?" Trevor asked.
Noir simply smiled as he turned at the flustered young man.
"I'll just keep knocking."
As Noir readied his hand, covered in golden light once again to hit the door, a creaking sound suddenly echoed across the whole floor.
>CREEAAAKKK<
The giant door suddenly opened, slowly parting before the two mages.
Trevor was surprised by what happened, and how the Archmage had accepted Noir just like that.
