Seeing several figures gathering outside the enormous window panels, Ruvian narrowed his eyes. He could feel that the air outside the glass started to distort from the amount of mana gathering in one place.
A few magic circles began to appear one after another, overlapping as multiple spells were prepared at the same time.
Some of the attackers stood on the wall. While others moved closer through the air, stopping right in front of the tall glass panels of the VIP lounge.
Their hands remained raised, holding their spells steady as the circles slowly grew brighter.
Ruvian inhaled deeply.
'Haa… they're really coming straight with force.'
Even from inside, the overwhelming concentration of mana could be clearly felt.
The window was protected by a magic barrier, but Ruvian did not think it would last long against such a focused attack.
