Lillian, who had collapsed on the ground, gasped for breath violently a few times before slowly standing up. Only then did she have the energy to swiftly shift her gaze to Colin and his companion not far away.
And the battle over there...or rather, the silent battle was almost at its end.
"Parde...be careful..."
Lites lay on the ground, on the brink of death, his lips quivering as he struggled to mutter, wanting to tell Parde that the Wizard in front of him was not the First Rank Junior he thought he was—based on the attacks alone, he had even touched the threshold of the First Rank Peak!
He wanted to call for help, hoping that Parde would come to support him.
This time, unlike before, his voice was not blocked, but clearly transmitted out... In order to conserve Magic Power, Colin had already removed the Silent spell after Summoning the Fire Element.
This time, it was also his last... No, his penultimate cry for help.
Bang!
