The terrible grunt of pain from the knight Gallagher echoed loudly throughout the warehouse.
Alinna averted her gaze from him and rested it, with fear and hatred, on the hooded fellow; who was dressed in a black wizard's robe and who had done so much harm to those close to him.
The red-robed wizard attacked again with his staff while trying to recover from the damage caused by the violent mana recoil he suffered just a few moments ago. The assassin mage was forced to dodge, with a backward leap, as he regained his balance in midair and fell gently.
Clearly, this hooded fellow was quite a bit more agile than a conventional Official Mage.
The red-robed mage, still couldn't cast any useful magic, due to the terrible mental damage he received. But, this did not mean that he was unwilling
