The apathetic youth's single hand swiftly floated in the air.
One after another, colorful musical notes visible to the naked eye danced out.
With a wave of his hand, a series of notes drifted over and struck the robust back of the distorted Arthurs.
The damage wasn't high, but it successfully captured Arthurs's attention.
Tuck's eyes narrowed slightly, seeing other things contained within the music witchcraft.
"It's hatred!"
Tuck felt the hatred that had settled on him being transferred to the apathetic youth.
"Through the melody of witchcraft, completing emotional manipulation and diversion."
"I've only heard of it before, but never seen it."
"It is somewhat magical."
As Tuck watched the battle, he rapidly expanded his own knowledge.
Wizards of different factions tended to have different attributes.
Some of their unique techniques had even greater disparities.
