A powerful ancient magic emerged from behind the group that had been waiting patiently for them.
This magic looked like the enormous mouth of some beast made of fire and roared toward them, destroying trees in the process.
"Don't stop!" Elliot shouted, summoning his sword and rushing forward, straight toward where the magic was coming from.
It seemed as if he wanted to face it head-on. Was that wise?
But his intention was different. He stood in front of the magic, his enemies were on either side, and his companions were behind him.
It was a good time to use his summons.
The first to appear was the basilisk, with a loud roar toward the incoming magic, it activated its own class.
[Basilisk Class: Warrior of a Thousand Battles has been activated.]
[He has been blessed with 20 points in his two main stats. Strength and Stamina raised to 70 points.]
[First part of Magnetic Presence activated: rivals will attack him systematically.]
[Energy Armor fully activated.]
