Baaam! Waves of mana came in quick succession. Estellade’s light kept slicing and piercing through the waves, but mana continued to press forward at Zich without pause.

<Estell…ade…is…mine…!>

“Its ownership has already been given away! It’s been Hans’ sword since the beginning of this timeline!”

Baaam!

“Kuh!” A groan escaped Zich’s lips. He put more strength into his stinging hands and clutched Estellade harder. Then, he tried to attack Glen once more when he noticed a small fireball rising from below him.

Whoosh!

Boom!

An explosion arose with a loud boom. Walwiss was venting his anger for not having been able to use his powers to their full extent inside the limited space of the tower. His fire magic spread all around him in a brilliant display of red sparks. Beside him, Leona nocked an arrow and aimed toward the sky. She looked up at the fire, fixated on it like she was a stone statue, and saw a black figure inside the flames. 

Ting! She let loose her bowstring. Imbued with her mana, the arrow was extremely fast and powerful.

Til also spotted the figure inside the flames and put his arms around a large chunk of debris next to him. He lifted the rock that was...