Angel replied softly: "My brother is extremely skilled in magic duels. He once told me that mixed magic is the key to victory. Magic duels aren't just about frontal bombardments. The key lies in winning through unexpected tactics."
...
At this moment, in the north, Andrew, dressed in mercenary leather armor, stood atop a snowy mountain, gazing into the direction of Dragon Valley in the distance.
The cold wind blew against his face, brushing past it.
...
"No matter what method I must use, I will become a powerful mage like my brother... Nothing will stop me! Nothing! Fairness doesn't matter; what matters is that I reach the very top!"
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Angel slowly raised his wand and began chanting a spell.
Another Fireball Technique was being conjured. However, this time, it was a single-layered one.
"What is he trying to do? A double-layered one couldn't break through; now he's using a single-layered one?"
