"This madman!"
Professor Emma stood in the void, murmuring to herself while looking at the enormous vortex that appeared abruptly over the Silent Forest. Her hair seemed like a flame burning intensely, scorching the air into twisting lines, painting half the sky a vivid red in stark contrast to the gloomy Silent Forest.
Several wizards wearing robes of different colors floated behind her, all looking in the same direction.
"——It's the aura of the Primordial."
Professor Tesla adjusted the massive black-framed glasses on his face, scratched his messy hair, then tugged at the yellowing collar of his white robe, his tone unusually serious: "——If the previous messages from over there are correct, this means..."
"Isn't Mr. Ruo Yu over there? Why would he let him come back?" Another wizard in a blue cloak looked somewhat uneasy and a bit perplexed.
