But in the next moment, Sarnor suddenly realized that thick clouds gathered above, and dense hail began to fall.
"This... isn't this an Ice Storm?"
"Who released it?"
"Could it be..."
Sarnor's expression became somewhat terrified as he suddenly turned his head to look.
Sure enough, that young man whose name he still didn't know was currently raising his Warhammer, casting the Fourth Level Spell 'Ice Storm'!
"Damn it!"
Sarnor immediately activated his Magic Shield. Although the damage from the hail was blocked, the cold effect still somewhat affected him.
The rapid formation of the icy terrain especially slowed his movement speed significantly.
Of course, for a mage, all of this should not be a problem as long as a single spell could resolve it.
But the problem was, at this moment, Sarnor had no time for spellcasting.
"Buzz—"
An intense humming sound generated by a high-speed metal vibration came from behind him.
"Bang!"
A dull thud echoed as a blunt object struck flesh!
