"Since you all insist, I can only let you have your way. Still, we're allies on the same side. Don't take this too far."
Moxiu Andrew's expression was grim.
But seeing that things had already reached this point, he made no further attempt to stop them. Instead, he took on the role of referee.
He gave the people beside him a meaningful look.
They understood and focused all their attention on the two combatants.
The barbarian chief and Tatali stood facing each other. The evening wind rose, leaving the light of the magic lamps at the camp entrance undisturbed, while dust drifted like smoke, rippling in waves.
Some people felt they couldn't see clearly enough and secretly cast several more Light spells onto the rock face ahead, illuminating the surroundings as brightly as day.
"Hah!"
The barbarian chief gave a sharp cry and activated the power of his battle tattoos before everyone's eyes.
Roland's eyes lit up.
Just as the rumors claimed, the tattoos on the chief's body began to flush with blood. They seemed to come alive, revealing all manner of rune and totem patterns.
It was as though they had suddenly changed from black and white to color, becoming extraordinarily conspicuous.
As a leading arcanist of the Runes School, Roland quickly recognized the rudimentary forms of numerous spell models within them.
Strength, speed, agility... these bear paws, cat claws, eagle eyes, and other designs actually contain effects similar to spells such as Bear's Endurance and Cat's Grace!
And those more complex or abstract patterns represent the effects of other spell models.
In ancient times, before writing was invented, primitive humans had already used branches or stones to draw on cliff faces.
Judging their intended referents according to the pictographic principles of magical construction, they worked in the same