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The War of the Primals

Born as the heir to the world's most powerful family of magicians, with a talent for magic that rivals that of the gods, Adall knew happiness only to have it forcibly ripped away from him shortly thereafter. Overnight, he would be banished from his family and condemned to a pathetic life of wandering. Or so it was supposed to happen... How did he become so powerful? Why am I unable to inflict even the slightest injury on him, even using my most powerful spells? Why must I lose to someone I could have killed with a mere murderous intent not long ago? His new calling will be to instill fear and despair in the hearts of his enemies.

Alb22 · War
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As soon as Adall unleashed the technique of the Asura's Awakening, Alaric felt every hair on his body stand on end. Being the magician with the most magic circles on the battlefield, he was the most sensitive to the energy fluctuations in the environment, and what they were telling him now was nothing good for them.

"Tharion, don't let him finish his technique!!!"

He shouted with all his might in the direction of his colleague, and the latter, also experiencing this ominous feeling, didn't hesitate for a moment to take action himself.

"Mountain Cutter Martial Style - 3rd Technique: Earthquake"