"Please get out"

“That was not fun,” Tim said, as he stood up, and tried to regain his composure.

“It's not supposed to be humorous,” Simon said, “Anyway, I did my part. I bestowed upon you the greatness that Pool Fragmentation promises, and from now on, you may cultivate your mana as best as you can, assuming you'll make it out of here alive.”

“Was that a threat, Simon?” He asked, and he was serious, because he did not want to fight an Arch Magus right now, or the Arch Mages that stood behind him. “Is it?”

“No, it is not a threat.” Simon shook his head in disagreement, “We're not the only ones living here. There have been several dark mages trying their luck, though, unlike you, they were dumb enough to attack us. That aside, there should also be seven monsters on the loose.”

“Monsters? What kind?” Tim asked, as he remained quite tense. “Can you kill them for us, please? I don't have a drop of mana.”