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A system message flashed before me: [Defeat the Magicians]
My eyes widened as panic surged. The territory master could assign roles?
Magicians, also called Sorcerers, were people who could freely manipulate mana and wield <Magic > as if it were part of their very flesh and blood. There were approximately 80 of those high school girls inside the cafeteria. If every single one of those girls were given the role of a 'Magician,' then...
Before I could even complete that thought, the voices of the high school girls rang out one by one and the formerly silent cafeteria slowly became noisy.
"Seraphiel, zaraqun imashia ve'orthaniel zellara, asphirael tuz'akkarun val'shekiel, zanasal tir'kasha len'seraphai al'kyrath..."
The first girl's eyes grew hollow as she recited those alien-like sentences.
"Lumiel, xathriel var'shilun ve'eladriel, ashaniel orath vel'themir al'sharia..."