[The One] Racial Skill: Bait?

Eighth-Tier Magic?!

Evileye's heart sank when she saw her opponent cast "Dimensional Lock," and the pressure on her suddenly intensified.

She had expected it to some extent. The Undead Fanuen had mastered "Teleportation," and an enemy capable of preventing it from escaping and killing it most likely possessed a means of sealing Teleportation.

And sure enough!

Evileye knew of the spell "Dimensional Lock" because a Dragon Lord had used it before and told her about its effects.

"----Its effect is to restrict Teleportation."

"To use Teleportation normally, you only need to leave the sealed area."

Information about the spell flashed through Evileye's mind, yet she did not relax in the slightest. Instead, her gaze was drawn to her opponent as if by a magnet. "So strong!"

"It cannot be described in words. That terrifying aura, enough to freeze one's blood, is comparable to a Dragon Lord's."

Her opponent had no intention of concealing it at all!

Precisely because of that.

Evileye could clearly sense the gap between them. It was not merely the difference in their auras; her opponent had casually cast an Eighth-

Tier spell.

That alone made her realize that she could not win!

Did she regret it?

"Heh."

Evileye laughed bitterly inwardly. It was already too late for regrets.

"Oh~"

Shalltear stood with elegant poise, her hands lightly at her sides as she smiled at the motionless Evileye. "Are you alone? How brave."

"Or do you have companions hiding somewhere? Hmm, probably not. That is a little disappointing."

"You deliberately lured me here, so you must have some purpose. Can you tell me what it is?"

Shalltear swept her eyes over the surroundings, confirming there was no one else before speaking in a faintly disappointed tone.

This Magic Caster in a red cloak had first destroyed a