A centaur tribe in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Firenze woke up from his sleep and looked at the dim moon in the night sky. He always felt that something bad was going to happen.

On Sean's left arm, a complex pattern the size of a slap is being drawn. Thanks to his magic power far exceeding that of his peers, he would not even be able to complete this magic circle.

There are as many as forty magic frames for magic recovery. If Sean releases it in the form of a spell, then this magic will almost drain his magic power.

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