Vonn waved his hands again, reinforcing the protective barrier with a second layer that now enveloped his entire team. He gasped for air, his chest heaving, before exhaling slowly to regain his composure. His eyes scanned the changing environment, scrutinizing every detail.
The coliseum was steeped in heavy magic—an overwhelming presence he had only just noticed.
'This whole place is drenched in magic,' he realized, his thoughts racing. With the way people were effortlessly transported back to the rooms and the arena's layout shifted so seamlessly, it wasn't hard to deduce the presence of powerful enchantments. But this wasn't ordinary magic.
'They're using space and time.'
The realization hit him hard. It explained Linn's movements—his near-impossible speed and precision. Yet, spatial magic was no trivial feat. It required immense skill and mana reserves, far beyond what someone like Linn should possess.
