Sitting on a chair made from the vines of an old Dryad, I was enjoying the view before my eyes.
The dark underground cave became brighter. It wasn't from the fragments of the holy arrows I shot to mark the disgusting monsters clinging to the walls, but from Alice's wide-area attack magic.
Thousands of fire arrows gathered above the cave ceiling, ready to rain down as a firestorm that would burn the disgusting lizard monster.
I sat quietly, watching the situation unfold before me, sipping the bottled tea as it slid down my throat, feels cold and refreshing.
Sirius still couldn't comprehend the current situation, she staring wide-eyed at the magic circle formation on the ceiling of the underground cave. Alice was a little more serious than usual, adding an anti-interference magic circle formation to prevent damage to the core formation of her magic circle.
