Leader Chen cast a sidelong glance at his companions, marveling at their calm demeanor.
Gladius, a figure of quiet intensity, moved with the fluid grace of a predator. His hand seemingly had the presence of his Innate Spirit Sword, a weapon that seemed to hum with barely contained energy.
Beside him, Arianna glided forward with an air of serene confidence, her magical staff pulsing with an inner light that spoke of tremendous power held in check.
It was at this moment that the atmosphere began to shift, the very air seeming to thicken with magical potential.
The bandit Mages, who had been lounging arrogantly near the center of the camp, suddenly snapped to attention. Their eyes widened in shock and alarm as they sensed the overwhelming magical aura emanating from Arianna.
