On the surface of the mage tower, thousands of lightning bolts struck down, filling the air with an aura of destruction.
Inside the tower, the Lightning Supreme Mage narrowed his eyes.
"This broken statue thinks of itself as the Supreme Archmage... But daring to kill my beloved disciple? Whoever you are, I will find you. Since you've destroyed the vessel I carefully prepared, I'll turn you into a vessel!"
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Year 1220 of the Holy Brilliance Calendar.
Month of Flowers.
In the Sea of Stars, at the White Robe Wizard Association, Mia's pharmacy.
Mia had just mastered the fitch-circle protective force field and was practicing it diligently.
"My defensive ability has greatly improved. I no longer need the fourth-circle force field."
Outside the door, a portly fifth-circle portly wizard knocked and asked, "Miss Mia, is Master Fire Dragon here?"