Boom! Boom! Boom!

“Fuck!” Tom cursed as he saw the meteorites crash on the ground. Each time he screamed, his scales, which had gone red from fury, trembled. “How dare these rat-like bitches…!” He had barely recovered from the hallucinations and the chimeras in Ghost World Formation, when witches on broomsticks suddenly appeared in the sky. Although they were common trash that was easy to deal with, they blocked Red Dragon from the safety of the sky. 

He couldn’t touch any of them because of the first witch, Margaret, who poured out all kinds of magic as she was enveloped in purple light. She prevented Red Dragon from moving by changing the laws of gravity, and she protected the other witches by throwing up barriers around them.

Meteorites fell from the sky like rain, and the ground was doing impossible things like shrinking and expanding. Was the witch’s power limitless? Even if she had more than the usual amount, she ought to have run dry by now, but Margaret didn’t even seem tired. Her cheeks grew rosier the longer she battled, and even her magic level seemed to rise.

An ominous purple light glowed around Margaret again. At first, it had been a faint...