Jumping back to his feet, Hadjar cast aside the burnt corpse and located the mage once again. The mage’s robes were now billowing as if they’d gotten caught in an invisible storm. The air around the wizard crackled with summoned power, power no mortal should’ve possessed. But, as always, there were loopholes in every Law...
The mage, clearly angered by the failure of his first attack, began to chant in a melodious language that distorted the very fabric of reality with each syllable. Ice arrows burst out from his fingertips, ethereal and shimmering, suspended in the air by invisible threads of will.
With a wave of his hand, the mage sent the barrage of elemental arrows across the glowing battlefield toward Hadjar, who now stood exposed.
Realizing the futility of fighting against such sp
