From the moment the earthen tendrils had shot out from the ground and wrapped around the Magi's legs, to the moment the wooden spikes had shot out from the tree trunks and impaled them, merely a couple of seconds had passed.
Yet in those few seconds, three Magi had been instantly immobilized. Now, they lay on the ground, bleeding profusely, and unable to move an inch.
"W-What the hell?!" Kevin shrieked in fear, crouching on the ground and looking around in apprehension. "Is there an enemy attack?! Is it Adam?! It has to be him!"
The Magi of the Gracie Family immediately protected the youth, getting ready to cast defensive spells. However, the middle-aged Magi from earlier, the one with the receding hairline, waved his hand and stopped them.
"Easy, lads, I don't sense any enemies or beasts nearby." He calmed them down. "Looks like we've walked into someone's trap."
