Woosh.0

A series of bright red fireballs erupted around Ian. The fireballs barely formed before dangerously shooting forward.1

Boom! Screech!0

Four fireballs consecutively collided with a specter, causing it to explode. The specter evaporated with a scream.0

Bang!1

The two that missed the specter struck detritus. The front part of it caved in, and bone fragments scattered in all directions, but the dripping fragments quickly filled the missing spot again. However, regardless,3

"...."2

"This can't be..."2

Philip and Miguel were staring at Ian with their eyes wide open. Their gazes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.0

It was, perhaps, a natural reaction. After all, they could never have imagined Ian as a mage in their wildest dreams.0

"Are you done gawking? Pull yourselves together, you bastards!" Ian added calmly, curling the corners of his mouth as he turned forward. Using magic had been unexpectedly quite refreshing for him.3

"Might as well use it properly if I'm going to use it," Ian muttered as he leaped forward, clutching a fist-sized fireball in his left hand.4

Crack! Boom!0

An explosion occurred, not knowing how many there had been. From that explosion, a ghoul knight was shattered into pieces, and the surrounding skeletons were scattered.0

Now I understand everything, Mev mused. 0

Watching Ian's back as he dashed through, Mev recalled the whispers of the dark mage about the red outcast. Mev pondered why the thought that Ian might...0