Rayven's breath caught as the figure descended through the smoke-filled sky…
Her robes were still fluttering, perhaps due to her own mana…
She had a faint glowing aura around her and it wasn't just for show… It was a protective field, layered with amplification spells and others.
After seeing her closer, Rayven did not doubt her identity.
Ardania.
A Tier 5 Mage. An Archmage.
There hadn't been a single Archmage stationed in Hesa City. She had certainly come from the capital.
Rayven recognized her immediately. Months ago, he and his team had rescued her from the ruins in the forest where she had been wounded during her battle with Vairen, the rogue spellcaster who had stolen the Primordial Core.
That matter had nearly killed them all, since a stray spell from a Mage at their level would be fatal. However, they had succeeded. Ardania had survived, and they earned a favor.
