"Damn it, those wizards have finally come to kill us!
And they just had to choose Potan Star!"
"This world is absolutely doomed. We have to leave as soon as possible!"
"But before that, we'd better cause them some trouble. Otherwise, those old geezers in the council will accuse us of being cowards who fled at the first sign of danger!"
Although that was more or less the truth, the mages who were elites of Archinila naturally refused to admit it.
They immediately drew upon all the knowledge they possessed and began setting up a magic array inside a secluded manor.
Before they knew it, it was deep into the night.
In the spacious hall specially cleared out in the manor's basement.
Five Archinila mages stood in a circle around the inverted pentagram array.
Their figures flickered indistinctly, and under the candlelight in the array, their blood-red, ghostlike shadows were cast across the walls and floor.
A pungent smell spread through the hall along with the burning sulfur. On the stone floor at the center, the array pattern outlined in white phosphorus had begun to burn on its own, radiating an eerie glow.
"Why haven't we made contact yet?
Kairos, does this damn array of yours even work?"
The complaint came from Crouch, the chief mage among them and the one primarily responsible for supplying magical power.
"I feel like I'm about to be drained dry! And those wizards could find this place at any moment!"
"There's no problem. There shouldn't be any problem..."
Kairos muttered to himself while his Spiritual Power rapidly inspected the complex patterns along the edge of the array.
As a newly promoted mage specializing in the Summoning Department, the array's complexity was indeed challenging his knowledge.
The magical power needed to activate it also