The air around August thickened, charged with an undeniable energy as he activated his Air Lock sorcery. A powerful supernatural force erupted, capturing the space within a ten-meter radius. Everything within that sphere became still; the crows that had emerged from Purple Crow's form found themselves suspended mid-air, trapped by the overwhelming pressure of August's spell.
Purple Crow's gaze narrowed in anger, her eyes flashing with fury as she realized her inability to move. The palpable tension in the air surged as she channeled her magic, her power erupting with an intensity that threatened to shatter the very fabric of the spell. With sheer force and an overbearing demeanor, she began to gradually break free from the constricting hold of the Air Lock sorcery.
