Sudden Retreat

Before the healing rain had fully dissipated, it answered the call of the new rune and formed a frenzied elemental storm.

High in the sky, the sea of flames Joanna had created was already rapidly fading. It soon scattered into elemental particles and vanished without a trace. Grant's figure reappeared, a cross clutched in his hand, his expression somewhat grim.

The next second, the cross suddenly crumbled into powder on its own and scattered into the wind. The beam of light cast down from the clouds vanished with it. It seemed that dealing with Joanna had cost him something as well.

Benjamin had no intention of giving him even a moment to catch his breath.

The instant the elemental storm took shape, he controlled that massive mass of runaway magic and slowly pushed it toward Grant.

"This trick again."

Grant snorted coldly, clearly no stranger to the storm. At first, he wanted to evade it through high-speed movement, but the other mages around him kept attacking, using the simplest and quickest spells to harass him and pin him in place for a short time.

As a result, it would be difficult for him to escape the elemental storm's path.

Realizing this, Grant suddenly spread his palm, gathering a ball of golden flame above it.

The flame flickered slowly, inexplicably giving off a sacred aura. Grant poured as much of the Holy Light he had gathered as possible into it. The flame itself did not grow larger, but a mysterious halo vaguely formed around it.

"Is he... planning to clash head-on with the elemental storm?"

Benjamin frowned at the sight.

Although the power of this move had always been unstable, runes had no limits. Grant could clearly have continued evading with teleportation magic items, yet he seemed determined to forcibly disperse