The atmosphere around the little village of Prima became dense. It was filled with dense mana coming from the mages clashing their mana.
"Activate [Inferno]" the woman in the black robe cast. The entire house turn into a place full of fire and lava resemblance to a real inferno or the abyss.
"Activate [Holy Ground]" Cristine Veln cast, the infernal flames vanished around her but the flame already spread out too much.
"Are you trying to kill innocent people?!" Cristine ask. "Ho~ I'm not the one killing them, it's you who bring them to their death doors" the women replied.
"Hey we're here you know, we could have died if we move 0.1 second late" the man in the black robe said. He step back and ready to attack Cristine again.
[Dragons Claw]
He swings his sword downward followed by three big auras of dragon claws. "Activate [Divine Protection]" Cristine casta another spell.
'As expected from the first 10 circle mage of Xerion Empire, she can cast multiple spell without interrupting the first spell, she can layered it' the man thought. The man back down and wait for any openings and the women in black robe cast another spell.
"Activate [Destructive Punishment]" the flames around them vanished. Cristine cast another spell. She grit her tounge as she tried to cast it.
'This! She is trying to wipe everything here!' Cristine thought. "You knows no bounds on your ignorance! Activate [The Heavenly Divine Justice Hall]" Cristine casting it and the man in the robe sees it as an opening.
[Dragon Dagger]
The man blink towards Cristine and aimed at her, but the other one of them spoke up, the man said, "You shouldn't do that". The man attacking Cristine heard it, but he ignore the mans advice.
[Dragons Lunge]
The man aimed straight but to his surprised he isn't even closing the distance between him and Cristine. 'What is this? This is!!!' the man thought as he about to retreat but he couldn't move.
"You tried.. but your not strong enough. Am I right, brother?" Cristine said to the man. The man that is standing the whole time reveals his identity.
Golden hair, golden eyes, a perfect face to be called a royal bloodline. "Your talking.. that means the magic you cast is finished" the man said. Cristine smiled as the surrounding turn into golden hall so big that everyone will thought it's a giant race gathering place.
"Well my dear brother, are you going to let this weakling stay right here?" Cristine taunt the man. The man prepare an attack. "I know that I'm not enought to take down an 10th circle magician.. "
[Spear of Vionir]
An dark spear appeared in the mans hand and it emits the deaths presence. "but you have gotten weaker my sister!" the man shouts as he throw the spear towards Cristine.
"You dumbass! I'm still here!" The man that could move said. The spear is moving ferociously as it destroys everything in it's path.
"You! Have you gone mad and sold you soul to the devil?!" Cristine shouts. "I don't know what your talking about my sister. Are we different? You give your soul to a God! But I!.. can't?!... hehe.. HAHAHAHA!!!"
"Your not my brother!"