Boom—!
The magical bomb's power shook the heavens and earth. Even the entire barrier began to tremble violently, like a massive stone thrown into a lake, sending ripples spreading outward and reflecting an ominous portent.
Archmage Ram, standing outside the barrier, had originally been calmly maintaining its operation. But when he saw the fluctuations on its surface growing increasingly intense, his brows furrowed deeply, and his heart sank.
"Something's wrong..."
A trace of wariness flashed through his eyes as he said in a low voice, "You, all of you, go inside and see what happened!"
He pointed at the remaining members of the Black Magic Society beside him and gave the order.
They did not dare delay and immediately dashed into the barrier, vanishing into its curtain of light.
Very soon, Ram was the only Black Magic Society member left outside the barrier. He stood there alone, staring intently at the flow of energy within the barrier, forming hand seals as he continuously adjusted his mana output.
Inside the Barrier
Aisha and Quintina, their ears still ringing from the blazing explosion, hid in the shadows with pale faces. The blast had made them think, for a moment, that they would be buried there.
Just then, a familiar figure swiftly made his way through the ruins. His silver Enchanted Armament stood out against the night like snow, his hands stained with charred ash, his gaze icy.
"Brother!" Aisha cried in surprise, her eyes full of anxiety and anticipation. "How did it go?"
Ang slowly walked over to them, a hint of reassurance in his eyes. "Those people have all been dealt with."
Aisha and Quintina exchanged a glance and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"What do we do now? Are we leaving?" Quintina asked quietly.
Ang did not answer