The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 109

"First, heal your wounds; we're breaking out of here immediately," Adirich urged, with no time for idle talk. He quickly signaled his men to rally a few more mercenary bands. Raiding was far more convenient and quicker than mining treasures themselves. They had already acquired eight stones embedded with magical ore and a vast amount of precious Elixir Herbs and Elixir Fruits. A few more raids on the mercenary bands, and they could return home with their haul.

"But..." Trevas couldn't swallow the bitter pill, craning his neck in search of the 'villain.'

"Stop dawdling. You'll get your share," Adirich snapped, his eyes reddened by the lure of the riches. "Guys, let's hunt for prey!"

"Raid and plunder, haha!" the fifty-strong Protégés roared with passion, their eyes scanning eagerly.

Many mercenary bands hid in the chaos, fearing a plunder. But just then, a loud shout came from atop a high rock. The voice was piercing. "Treasure here! Great treasure! Super magical ore for those who want it!"

The scene was chaotic; ordinary voices wouldn't attract attention, but the words 'treasure' and 'Super magical ore' were too tempting, drawing the notice of many Protégés and mercenaries around.

"It's him!! That's the one!" Trevas' eyes reddened with recognition.

Alavin stood on a raised platform, holding aloft the massive stone he had snatched from Trevas, with the Super magical ore facing the crowd. The gleaming magical ore was too eye-catching in the dim light, like a potent stimulant shot into the hearts of the hundreds around, also quickly drawing the attention of numerous Magi-Monsters.

"That's mine!" Trevas growled through clenched teeth.

"Super magical ore?? Raid!" Adirich didn't hesitate, signaling his Protégés to attack. What would fifty of them be afraid of?

But then Alavin made a startling move, waving the massive stone and shouting, "Want it? There's more over there!" He pointed towards Adirich's group, many of whom held glowing stones or Elixir Fruits, their luminescence all the more enticing in the dim light, more wondrous.

Alavin hurled the massive stone toward Adirich's position, shouting, "Let’s go! Whoever takes it, it's theirs!"

"What the hell!" Adirich's rage flared, but in the next instant, his face turned green with dismay.

Alavin followed the stone, tumbling to the ground and sprinting with long strides. The Dawnedge Blade vibrated fiercely, casting a storm of sword shadows as he charged head-on at several Protégés. Fearless, unstoppable.