For a moment, the atmosphere in the enchantment workshop became somewhat tense, and the surrounding essence transformed distinctly.
As the person involved, Angie, even though she wasn't targeted, was frightened to prostration, her petite body trembling uncontrollably.
Rogins couldn't help but understand that he had been too clever by half. Reflecting on it, he indeed had acted somewhat unscrupulously and didn't know how to start his explanation.
"Ivan, try your best, just consider it a test of the array's limits," Ungar said, seeing the atmosphere growing stiff, he stepped in to smooth things over.
"Alright, I'll give it a try," Ivan nodded slightly.
He reached out casually, and Angie was brought up from the ground. He inspected her again and found that various auras were murky, which would increase the difficulty of her advancement.
He inquired about other preparations; undoubtedly, Angie was very well prepared, probably not just an ordinary descendant of Rogins.
