"Mage?" These two words shocked Bartlett. He had heard that the City of Devils was unfriendly to spellcasters, so there were very few mages who came here for 'sightseeing', and the only recent arrival seemed to be...
He instantly stood up from the ground, looking down at his two demon partners, "What is the name of that mage?"
"Let me think." The Thorn Devil raised its head, looking perplexed at the Barbarian, "I think he is called 'Levi Light', that's right, this one." The Devil spat out a strange name.
Phew, thankfully, Bartlett relaxed and sat back down on the ground. It seems that my life should not be as melodramatic as an opera. "Why is there a mage in the arena?" He asked through the fence.
