After collecting the defensive formation from the altar where Torne used to live, Vicente felt two level 5 Acolytes coming towards him while the Mages seemed to be fighting on the surface of the ruins.
'Are they fighting each other?' Vicente smiled as he asked himself, thinking that would make things better for him.
'They're deciding who gets to keep the master. For these Mages, you're the least of their problems in this area, master. From their point of view, as long as they beat the others of the same realm as them, they'll have no problem dealing with you. That's why they fight among themselves instead of dealing with you first.' Torne explained.
'But that wouldn't happen if you were stronger, master. They would unite to kill you first and then compete with each other for your resources.'
While Vicente had removed the defensive formation from the altar a few moments earlier, he had summarized for Torne why the Mages were after him in this place.
