The black chains were burning with roaring flames, yet the flames were not hot; instead, they were as cold as the chains.
After binding the Toad, the chains kept sliding quickly, emitting a crisp sound of metal friction and collision.
The Toad glanced at the black chains binding it, shook its head, and said, "Is this all the strength Wizards have these days?"
The black chains suddenly tightened, pulling straight, and one could tell that the chains contained immense power.
But such power had no effect on the Toad at all, and the black flame seemed to have no impact on it either.
These chains couldn't even leave a single mark on the Toad's skin.
The Toad's body swelled, and the black chains instantly shattered and then vanished without a trace, as if they had never appeared.
"Which plane are you from, creature? Even a mere projection possesses such power," Fran asked solemnly.
