Ronan controlled his descent, slowly falling from midair.
He stood outside the crowd known as the Fred Family, keeping a certain distance--not too close, but not too far either.
Wizards from the Fred Family occasionally cast curious and puzzled glances his way, but no one approached him for a greeting.
Ronan thought he would have to wait in boredom for a long time, but unexpectedly, not much later, a tremendous rumble came from the direction where Soraya had disappeared.
"Boom!"
Ronan quickly took off into the air, his figure drifting upwards.
A huge white tide of waves spread from the distance towards Ronan's direction, at a deceptively fast pace. It was the rolling waves of the forest, accompanied by the rapidly collapsing snow from the shaking trees of the woods.
Ronan saw rays of light piercing the sky from afar, several massive rune traces flashed across the sky, followed by the brilliant light of Third Rank Magic.
