"No one invades the Supreme Mage''s world without his permission..." Grey declared, his voice calm yet laced with terrifying finality.


    A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes as he hovered high above the battlefield, staring down at the 280 enemy mages from the Drakesville Kingdom. They were preparing spells, desperation etched on their faces.


    "And punishment for trespassing..." he paused, his tone sinking into a cold abyss.


    "…is death."


    The moment the words left his lips, the sky exploded into motion. Dozens of wind birds—sleek, ethereal beasts composed entirely of gales—unleashed a devastating rain of wind blades that screamed through the air like banshees.


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