"Impossible!" Agatha dismissed Luke's words without a second thought. She turned to look at him, her face full of mockery. "Only an ignorant person could say something like that.
Magical knowledge is vast and boundless. Not even Ancient One could possibly master every kind of magic! Let alone someone I've never even heard of."
"Is that so? If that sounds arrogant to you, then we can give it a try." Luke paid Agatha's mockery no mind. Looking at her, he said, "I can prepare a battlefield for you to experience it firsthand."
"I would be delighted to expose such a clumsy lie." Agatha's expression remained calm. Though she had always been a teacher who nurtured others, that did not mean she was a good person. Her nature, as well as her magical needs, drove her to pursue more magical knowledge and greater power.
"Follow me." Luke snapped his fingers, and several hazy Light Screens appeared behind them. Luke stepped through first, followed by the silent Hecate, then Wanda, and finally Agatha, whose expression had grown somewhat solemn.
The scene changed.
In an instant, the four went from Luke's Collection Room to a vast, empty arena.
Jagged fragments of stone floated all around them, guarding the circular platform beneath their feet, which had a radius of nearly a thousand meters.
"The Mirror Dimension? No, it should be some kind of improved, stabilized pseudo-spell. How did you do it? Is the energy you created really that miraculous? Wanda has mastered it too, but its performance leaves something to be desired."
The instant she entered the space, Agatha keenly sensed the magical power drifting through the surroundings. From the flow of energy, she could even vaguely determine what kind of spell this was. She detected a familiar quality within it—the quality of Kamar-Taj