"Lilith... Ugh!"
In the Dungeon Master's room, Nayta and Melina were both watching the simultaneous battles. The one that was currently having a fierce exchange was Lilith's and the dungeon's defense.
Lilith was firing myriad spells, enough that they were akin to raindrops falling on a stormy night. It was a display that would overturn any mage's common sense, but what worried them more was that even that logic-breaking offensive was ineffective!
Samael was still standing in place, waving his golden swords lightly each time. He would cancel out any spells his blade touched with that simple motion. A Spell Breaker, it wouldn't be wrong to say it's the archnemesis of any mage.
*BANG!*
"...!"
