The oppressive aura hung heavily above, with a tangible weight that suffocated even the thoughts of resistance among the Formal Wizards.
It seemed that should they dare to resist, an overwhelming force capable of easily crushing them would descend upon them.
"Damn it," Luotu Wizard felt this terrifying pressure and was filled with anger and reluctance in his chest, yet he dared not show it. Instead, he humbly removed his hat, bowed his head, and according to the ancient ceremonials of the Wizard Empire, he paid his deepest respect to the owner of the voice.
For it was a Level 3 Wizard, currently the only active Level 3 Wizard on the continent!
"We shall comply with Lord Delatore's arrangements," the other two Second-level Wizards also had to stop their actions, bowing their heads while placing their right hands on their chests, their voices respectful.
"Hmm," the voice's owner hummed softly, slightly hoarse, acknowledging the three Second-level Wizards' response.