Rain poured down in torrents, lashing violently against the Green Light Tower's cold crystal walls. Yet inside the luxurious quarters belonging exclusively to Eugene Moyad, the "Wrath of the Greenwild," all was quiet, broken only by the dull patter of raindrops striking the windows.
The chief mage, clad in a gold-green mage robe, was meditating.
Though for mages across the world, the magic within their bodies came from all kinds of modifications—mechanical, biochemical, and so on—meaning there should have been no need for something as ancient and simple as meditation.
In reality, however, only after reaching a certain level did mages realize how greatly mental strength could enhance magic. Aside from sleep, meditation was currently the only way to improve mental strength, and compared with sleep, it was far more efficient.
A moment later, with a soft buzz, Imogen's holographic projection lit up, breaking the room's silence.
Eugene did not immediately end his meditation. Only his brow twitched almost imperceptibly. Imogen did not mind; she quietly summarized the situation, then waited for Eugene's response.
After all, he was a Sixth-Level Mage, the pinnacle of individual power in any faction. Even the chairman of a super-corporation had to tolerate some of his discourtesy.
"What level is the opponent?" Eugene slowly opened his eyes and asked with little interest.
"An expert in Light and Shadow Magic. Estimated to be at the level of a Fifth-Level Mage. Be careful not to let her escape. We need her alive," Imogen said.
"Light and Shadow Magic? Now that's somewhat interesting." Eugene rose to his feet with a smile. What he liked most were challenging assignments, and Light and Shadow Magic, one of the five mysterious Concept Magics, was known for being enigmatic and bizarre. Its combat power was not particularly strong, but its users were