The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 265

"Be wary, something's amiss," Mariela cautioned them, her senses on high alert.

"Don't bloody play tricks, are you after the treasure?" A Protégé began to rebuke, but a flash of white light struck him like a thunderbolt, sending him staggering back several paces. He opened his mouth slightly, looking down at the fist-sized wound that had appeared on his chest. The Protégé swayed, then weakly fell to his knees, his head dropping as he succumbed to death.

"What's happened?" The others were shocked. They hadn't seen who had struck.

Thump, thump, two dull sounds, two sprays of blood. Two more Protégés were sent flying, one with a chest pierced through, the other with a hole in his head. Both were dead on the spot.

"Take heed! Something's not right!" The Cobalt Strike Protégés gathered together, weapons at the ready, invoking their Combat Magic for a formidable defense.

Eyla was about to release Gwenda when a white light flashed before her, piercing Gwenda through the chest with a powerful force that sent her crashing out of the old temple, where she fell to the ground. Her eyes were wide with shock, and her features distorted, not just from Eyla's torment but from the deadly crimson wound on her chest.

Gwenda opened her mouth, as if to say something last, but no sound came out.

"Gwenda!" Adirich cried out in anguish, about to rush forward but was yanked back by Admus, and forcibly pulled back to his side.

That very moment, a white light whizzed by Adirich, tearing his clothes but leaving his skin unscathed. Had Admus not pulled him away, he might have been another corpse on the ground. Adirich was chilled to the bone, stunned on the spot.

"It seems we're not alone," Eyla calmly stepped forward.

The others rolled their eyes. That was stating the obvious.

"Squeak!" A sudden shrill cry from the small fox in Eyla's arms made its fur stand on end. A white light surged forward, aiming straight for Eyla.

Eyla's crimson eyes narrowed slightly as a transparent shield emanated from her, not one but two layers!

Buzz! The white light collided with the shield, exploding in a spray of blood, accompanied by a mournful cry, as the 'white light' rebounded to the ground.

"Advanced Mage Stage II!" Roald and the others were deeply moved. Clearly, Eyla had conjured two layers of energy shields and had made her breakthrough.