"Is he dead?"
"No. His chest is still rising and falling, if ever so slightly."
The words of the adventurers around Kasuyi were soft. It was almost as if loud voices would create a spark that would lead to an explosion and engulf them. The spell that had taken out the Grandmaster Class mage was too powerful!
The eyes of those still conscious roamed the room before settling on a young mage who had a toothy grin on his face. Two people supported him. A lean, unassuming mage and a huge, burly giant of a man. Mitch and Manic.
"What was that?" Mitch asked while keeping his eyes on the scorched figure of Richard.
"A spell I've been working on over the past few months." Kasuyi stated simply. He was a free person, but he would not divulge the secrets of his spell so easily. Although, there really wasn't much to hide. It was quite obvious that the spell drained his core, but to what extent, no one knew.