"I get you a job and this is how you repay me?" On the left was the male senior mage who had been enamored with heir Nocturne. In the center forward spot was a stunning example of a wild haired man, who was obsessed with his looks had dark bracers and reveling way too much of his pecs. Lastly was a soft delicate mage robe, with sleeves that were to long and a very soft delicate fluffy hair.
Spiral carts were relatively large, a meter and a half by two, able to set four comfortably. Being the cool hip mages they were, they stood on its flat toped surface.
"Who's the weakest?" Ivy asked while the three mages on the cart looked down on them. Ivy didn't have the innate magic sense, but she had a feeling it was the dorky one who thought he could hit on a stunning girl like Lady Ivy.
"The man there the center has the strongest magic." Ivy nodded however she had a suspicion that the only women in the trio was the largest threat.
