Black Dragon!

"Rumble~"

The entire gallery structure collapsed under the magical onslaught and raging flames, becoming a field of ruins.

Senne paid it no mind. He broke away from the fight and rushed toward Otolan's Rissberg Civil Conglomerate Sorcerers.

He raised the golden scepter in his hand.

A damp blue-green gale howled forth, sweeping toward the gallery shrouded in smoke and flame.

Every Sorcerer gripped his staff tightly. Sweat beaded on their foreheads, yet none dared wipe it away as they stared intently at the gallery.

Miguel immediately cast a spell as well, creating a blue magic barrier before them and sealing off the street where the gallery stood.

"Whoosh~"

The thick smoke that had nearly engulfed the entire street was utterly helpless before the gale and was blown away in an instant.

The blazing fire also went out as the wind tore apart its source.

Nothing remained where the gallery had stood but a vast stretch of charred, spark-spitting rubble.

"Where is he?!!"

Senne's expression darkened, and the Benn Adar Sorcerers erupted into commotion.

They warily looked around, scanning their surroundings, yet found no suspicious figures anywhere nearby, until...

Miguel sensed the increasingly oppressive, terrifying pressure in the air. He looked up and caught sight of a flash of green light streaking through the sky.

"He's in the sky!" Miguel shouted.

Senne abruptly raised his head. The moment he caught the figure in midair, he prepared to attack with magic.

The "Wild Hunt" flashed green again and vanished.

Two dazzling bolts of lightning and a sharp Ice Spike pierced through the green light, only to hit nothing and shoot into the heavens, disappearing toward some unknown destination.

Those were the few Benn Adar Sorcerers fast enough to cast in time.

"Where? Where? How did he vanish again..."

Senne shouted tensely. Without