“What, hey! Where are you going!”

His companion—no, it was like dogs were barking at him, but Wayne paid no attention to them. He headed towards the corner of the magical tower where a desk was. 

Slam!

He angrily flipped the desk over. Perhaps his extreme rage was the main factor, but although Wayne’s physical strength was weak as a mage who rarely exercised in addition to his old age, the desk fell easily. There was a small pillar where the desk used to be and revealed a hidden space. Walwiss’ eyes twitched when he saw this and thought, ‘What is he planning to do again?’

The pillar was a device that controlled the tower's defense system.  It also controlled the magic interference system that was widely spread out around the magical tower. 

“What are you planning!” one of the mages who was part of the coup shouted.

Wayne shook his head, and his companions looked at him in horror. But it couldn’t be helped. His glazed, wide eyes indicated that Wayne was no longer sane.

“Give up,” Walwiss told him.

“Even if the magical tower has a defense system, it’s not a solution to everything. It’s not like you have any more reinforcements. What do you plan to do with your small force? Stop making more sacrifices, and…”

“Shut up!” Wayne shouted....