"Master Colin... what should we do now?"
Yer from the Roon Family, a middle-aged wizard leading his group, looked toward the approaching magic tide near Golden Barley City and cast an inquiring glance.
Colin was slightly taken aback.
Wizards respected strength, and the strongest among them was naturally the leader... And he suddenly realized that in this disaster, he was the strongest, the highest of them all.
"First, into the city," Colin said after a moment of contemplation, his voice grave.
Even if something needed to be done, it was essential to gather the available resident wizards first.
However, at that moment, Colin caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the sky not far away out of the corner of his eye.
'Shelley?'
"You all go ahead and gather all the resident wizards, I'll follow shortly."
Colin paused, turned his head to speak, and then took off.
Moments later, he was in front of Shelley.
