Rrrr-umble!
Ash-gray thunderheads draped the land.
Bundles of black-violet shockwaves lanced down from the heights of the sky, and the ground split open as if a drought had settled in. Wriggling up through those seams, thousands of hands clawed their way out.
Kiiiyaaaaaah—!
A young woman’s shattering shriek burrowed into their ears. A wide-area debuff that forced the enemy into a status ailment.
Grrroooaaaar! At that signal, like lava erupting, the witch’s thrall legion surged up from beneath the earth.
The numbers were immense. The visual shock made the studio’s commentary desk lose their words for a heartbeat. Then, cutting that tide clean in two—a low, husky voice.
“Domain declaration.”
The screen operator’s hands flew over the arrow keys.
As the image zoomed all the way in, the white face in close-up was preternaturally calm and still.
The expression was scrubbed of emotion, leaving only calculation in the magician’s eyes. Yet within those sunken pupils, the golden stars rampaged hot as fire.
At the same time—
—KRAGAK, KUGUGUGUGUNG!!
As if answering the enemy’s aggressive thought-waves, a monumental shock blanketed the entire field.
The ground tilted and shattered, and everyone standing lost their balance and plummeted.
Everyone except a single person.