It was evening.
The horizon was devoid of any sunset glow, the sky still shrouded in dark clouds.
A flash of lightning streaked across the gloomy sky, signaling impending rain.
The atmosphere in the world felt oppressive, but inside the little cabin, things were even worse than the dreary weather...
Burst after burst of dazzling blue light reflected on Tilly's face.
Clutching her gem-encrusted wand, she stared at Olivia's semi-transparent form, eyes narrowed.
In the past few minutes, she had unleashed countless offensive spells, each time seemingly dissipating that annoying figure.
But after each spell, Olivia's figure stubbornly reappeared in the room, clinging close to Elias, refusing to be banished.
Seeing this, Olivia's smile grew more smug.
"What's with your brain being so stubborn?"
"I've already said it's no use, so why do you keep doing this? Just wasting your magic for nothing?"
