BLANK PAGES

MAVE BARELY made it safe outside the portal.

And, now, he was back in the messy room of his workshop in his moving tower.

He broke a bone or two when Sonata Hexford pushed him to the ground using a gravitational force that he didn't expect she could use. Other than that, he only suffered minor scratches and bruises from their fight.

However, his Mana was exhausted.

[I'm hailed as a High Mage because my Mana is overflowing, and yet here I am, almost drained just because I messed with the Hexford's secret portal.]

And he wouldn't know about that portal's existence if not for Celeste.

"Sonata Hexford used high-level spells earlier, but she didn't even break a sweat," Mave whispered to himself, lying on his back while staring at the ceiling of his workshop. And the ceiling was full of magic equations. "She didn't utter a word or use any equations when she performed those high-level spells."

Blood.