After defeating Arenia, the White Dragon Mage Aiel did not choose to confront the more challenging Silver String Poetic Ranger Benest.
Instead, he shifted his gaze from the corpse of the Half-Elf Ranger to the relatively weaker Druid Maiden Sulfur Vine.
As a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a sharp ice spike formed in his hand once more!
Just as he was about to throw it at the Druid Maiden, he noticed Bigby's Hand suddenly turning into black smoke.
'Hmm? What's going on?'
'That crazy woman left?'
Just as he hadn't figured out the situation.
Suddenly!
The White Dragon Mage Aiel felt a binding sensation, as if he was sinking into a swamp, coming from all directions.
"Damn it! It's you again, Raine!"
The familiar feeling made Aiel immediately understand that it was surely that young man Raine's doing; he quickly turned his head to look.
Seeing Raine charging at him again from the side, Aiel instantly felt a surge of anger upon seeing an old enemy.
