Instructor Nicholas told everyone to proceed carefully. He quickly mounted his Magic Broom and flew into the sky to survey the surrounding area. As Nicholas disappeared from sight, the senior students began cautiously following the traces left behind by the magical beast. They moved carefully through the bushes and trees, keeping a wary eye on their surroundings. Yet after searching for a while, they found the area completely silent. Apart from a few scorched trees, there seemed to be no sign of any other creatures.
Lilithija frowned, looking somewhat impatient. "We've circled around and found nothing. When will the instructor be back? Why don't we head farther in? Maybe we'll find something."
Senior Qatar shook his head and said calmly, "Let's wait for the instructor to return before deciding. We can't act on our own. The Armored Fire Lizard isn't an ordinary magical beast. Going too deep could be dangerous."
The other students nodded. Although many of them, like Lilithija, were eager to venture deeper, Qatar's steadiness and calmness made them feel that caution was the wiser choice.
Ang stood to one side, silently observing the surroundings while considering other matters. By his instincts, these traces had been here for some time. The Armored Fire Lizard had probably already left. But when it had left, and whether it was still somewhere in this region, were impossible to determine. Without Nicholas present, they did not dare act rashly and could only wait patiently for their instructor's return.
Ang looked up at the sky, and once again found himself envying Nicholas's Magic Broom. A Magic Broom was not only a convenient means of travel; it also symbolized a mage's strength and status. It allowed people to fly and even helped spellcasters swiftly conduct reconnaissance from high in the air. Warriors simply could