The sorcerer looked down upon the battlefield, a relaxed smile resting on his lips as if he were above the chaos below. Countless arrows, released from bows, should have pierced through him without exception. But, instead...
Thud, thud, thud.
All the arrows lost their momentum before they could reach him, falling lifelessly to the ground. In an instant, hundreds of arrows became nothing more than useless scraps of wood.
Despite repeated attempts to fire arrows again, the result remained unchanged.
"What? Could it be... Jared?"
The sorcerer, rumored but never seen, Jared! It was thought that only someone of Jared's caliber could create such a spectacle. However, it was odd that even without a shielding spell, the arrows had been rendered ineffective.
"Ganov! Where is Ganov?"
Genitz, a knight, called out for his subordinate sorcerer, Ganov. Though a fourth-class sorcerer, he had recently defeated a fifth-class sorcerer in a duel held in the kingdom. He was no ordinary talent.
"He is on patrol at the rear!"
"Damn it!"