Chapter 81: The Magic of the Rose Knights
In the center of the Arena, the air seemed to freeze; the golden flames in Grem’s palm burned silently, reflecting the unrestrained contempt in his eyes. “Pseudo Third-tier Magic, Lava…
In the center of the Arena, the air seemed to freeze; the golden flames in Grem’s palm burned silently, reflecting the unrestrained contempt in his eyes. “Pseudo Third-tier Magic, Lava…