Zephyr lifted her hand, closing her eyes as the wind started howling. The water wizards trying to put the flames out stopped, "The wind is shifting with magic?" One of them mumbled, sensing the faint flicker of mana in the air.
"It's shifting away from the forest and toward the river! A powerful wizard or sorcerer must be doing this!" Another wizard shouted with a smile on his face.
Adventurers looked around, searching for the source of magic. Their eyes stopped at Arad, standing in the middle of the river and glaring at the raging flames.
^Is that the source of the magic?^ One of the wizards thought, but the moment he blinked, Arad was nowhere to be found.
"Where did he go?" The adventurers gasped, and the soldier rushing with buckets of water stopped, sensing that the water level of the river had dropped a bit.
