As his vision cleared, a salty sea breeze washed over him.
Ian opened his eyes. His first sensation was… "noise."
Countless waves of Energy mingled together, creating an almost tangible "noise."
It was as if dozens, even hundreds, of Witchcraft spells were brewing nearby, filling the air with a restless, agitated presence.
They stood on a massive stone platform.
The platform was suspended in mid-air. Below, the gray-blue sea churned, its waves crashing against the platform's underside and sending up sprays of white foam.
And surrounding the platform…
"Gaa…" Gaga couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Ian also drew in a slow breath.
As far as the eye could see, dozens of similar platforms floated in a vast ring, spanning a stretch of sea more than ten kilometers wide.
Figures stood on every platform, clad in a variety of Long Robes and bearing different crests.
His gaze paused noticeably as it swept over the platform for the Shadow Moon Tower.
