Ryan stared intently at the shadow outside the utility room door.
The wisps of Magic Power radiating through the gap under the door were bone-chilling. It made Aisha's teeth chatter, emitting a soft CLICKING sound.
"Keep quiet," Ryan whispered to the two people behind him.
He stood up and waved his hand, deactivating the Defense Array. As the light faded, the utility room was plunged back into darkness. Taking a deep breath, Ryan pushed the door open.
Outside, two Black Wizard Apprentices in gray robes stood with sinister grins, clutching pale will-o'-the-wisps in their hands, ready to enjoy a feast of slaughter. However, their smiles instantly froze when their Spiritual Power swept over Ryan, revealing that he was an official First-level Wizard.
A First-level Wizard, cowering in a place like this?
"Boss! There's a Level 1 here!" one of them yelled, not hesitating to crush a communication talisman.
