When we went back into the arena, it became visible with naked eyes that Atlas had stopped running.
Savrit Spider started to chase one of the shadow cats. The funny thing was that these cats rarely got tired.
This gave Atlas incredible preparation time.
Immediately, he began to swirl his mana around his body. What he was trying to do was perhaps recognised by the higher-level mages.
There could only be one meaning to this level of mana, and it could only mean one thing.
Atlas instantly raised his palm towards the sky. At that moment, lines began to protrude from his hand. One after the other, the lines overlapped each other and runes began to form.
Atlas had chosen to use the rune arts he had learnt from the Silver Sisters instead of doing something clumsy like using runes on drawn paper.
