In the study on the second floor of the villa.

Ashe had almost turned into a tree-man, like a tombstone standing in the heart of a forest. Every branch was hard as steel, and every leaf constantly drained his mana.

This was an extraordinarily powerful Verdant Class Miracle. While the Verdant Class usually focused on creation and production, this Miracle was unusually vicious. It was impossible to fathom how many spirits had been fused together to combine restraint, slaughter, and debilitation into a single, devastating effect.

Syrin was over two hundred years old and a Two-Winged sorcerer. Given that, it was no surprise he could create such a powerful Miracle.

Advancement through the ranks of the sorcery classes was a merciless trial. It formed an unbridgeable chasm that blocked all talentless and ill-fated mediocrities from ascending further. Effort...