Before they could respond with words, the magus stepped forward, his voice icy and uncompromising, "Back off. Since you're too scared to make a move, I'll do it!"
With those words, the gold-tier magus lifted his staff, a green glow enveloping him.
A tempest swirled into being.
A wind blade, over a meter long, formed in front of the magus.
With a shout, "Wind blade, go!" the blade sliced through the air towards John at lightning speed.
John's gaze turned frosty.
With no superfluous movement, just a slight shift of his body, he easily dodged the incoming attack.
However, with the magus making the first move, the siege officially began.
Figures dashed towards John with incredible speed, not even intending to give him a chance to retaliate.
The warrior who had spoken up first, his body glowing with an orange light, aimed his shield at John.
A beam of orange light shot from the shield, hitting John squarely.
