“Stupid Iron Cw, stupid city…” Tim grunted, he was not happy that they were sent out to do aask here. “We're nowhere closer to reag the Ruins of Aqumus, all because of these damned churches! Fuck their stupid vilges, I just want to be a grand ass wizard!”

  One could tell from his inprehensive blurts that he was not happy, his head was steaming in rage! From all of the things that he expected from this universe, he did not expect these sect-like churches, and the iasks that they demanded fiim was just a stingray before this, and by the natural order of things, Stingrays weren't supposed to fight dragons!

  “Random ass universe,” He grunted.

  Those were amongst the many reasons why he was annoyed. Regardless of how creative he was at finding solutions for his challenges, he had still expected a straight forath towards mana quality improvement. Much like a child, he didn’t want to fay challenges whatsoever, but he still obliged.

  Skendus had a different attitude towards this matter. Sure he didn't look forward to fighting a dragon, but he was very eager to explore the city, solely because of the many illusionists that lived there! The entrance guard of the church told him about it, aiohat there even was a sect of illusion withiy, so it was fair to say that he was beyoed to explore his opportunities!

  “A sect…” He muttered, and then he vocalized. “There’s a sect of illusion there, guys. Maybe I finally pick up a book, Arvena, because I'm due to learn something new. My powers have served me well, but they'll hardly help me take a dragon down now, will they?”

  “Books are always a good idea,” She nodded, and then jokingly flirted. “Read enough books, and then maybe I'll let you marry me.”

  Anyway, they made it to the city, and were directed to the main Guard House with the help of a few fellow men that patrolled the area. The people here were really helpful, and it was likely because they were very fortable in their own city, they were handy people. Every single goblin of this city was of a single race, and they were sidered the superior race by some due to various reasons. They were Fal Goblins.

  The team saw a Fal Goblin before, in the nano-universe of Nul, but they only saw a single one of them. The Fal Goblin there helped them get into the Energy Pocket space, where they had a couple of mana brackets removed from their mana quality progress. That journey was quite the experience, but they expected for that race of goblins to be exclusive to Nul, they didn't expect to see hundreds of them in this city! Even Arvena had been oblivious to their existence.

  These gobliypically buff, pale on the skin, four feet tall, and had more hair on their heads than the average goblin. They were sidered rather beautiful creatures too, so the team kept ogling every goblin that passed by them!

  “im grio a pair of jiggling butt-cheeks that crossed his path.

  Anyway, apart from the fine goblins, the city was very beautiful as well. sidering that there were plenty of mages that practiced sculpting magi the city, it wasn’t a surprise how every house seemed to have a design of their own. Some houses looked medieval, some made of marble, and some looked like they came out of the twenty-first tury from earth! The only thing that was missing here was electricity, and if they had electricity, they'd truly be the most superior ra the p!

  “God damn, that house looks like two snakes fug!” Tim pointed out, he was amazed.

  It was easy to get lost in this city, especially sihere weren't any protective walls surrounding it to keep them on track. They had to be attentive, as they couldn't admire this pce forever, so with enough effort, they found the main Guard House that they were supposed to visit.

  They were weled there very formally, and quickly, so it was obvious that the guards had intercepted plenty of such ‘volunteers’ before. They knew what they were doing.

  The team were io the Guard Master's office, where they had a chat regarding what was to follow. He was very direct.

  “Hello, I'm Guard Master Zedim, please make yourselves fortable.” He said, and then he asked. “Okay, so, any of you shoot fireballs? We need mages with offensive powers.”

  “Fireballs and lightning bolts,” Tim raised his hand, “Amongst other things.”

  “I shoot fireballs as well,” Arvena added, sihey were being direct here. “Just fireballs, though, nothing else.”

  Zedim then looked at the other two members of the team, and wao get an answer out of them without asking for it. The Guard Master looked like a bear with this set of big, luscious, and curly hair of his, so he was very good at putting some pressure on the bunch.

  “No balls from me, just spears.” Ortana joked around.

  “Spears?” Zedim nodded, “That's a new one.”

  Skendus was the only ohat didn't answer. He didn't have any powers that were directly offensive, and he wasn't worried about looking stupid because of that, no, but he was nervous to expin what branagic he practiced. It might not be intercepted well.

  “I'm an illusionist, so…” He tried to speak, but the other cut his words short.

  “That's not a problem, head over to the Floating Pupil sect, and learn a couple of offensive powers for yourself. Dragoo be immuo itive attacks, so don't try to hypnotize them if you ever fae, or whatever it is you do. You should also learn the duplicate illusion, it tends to be effective if you're a runner.” Zedim expined, he was quite thh.

  However, this was exactly the kind of treatment that Skendus had feared, this was worse than being ridiculed. Sure he wao read a bunch of books here, and learn new skills, but he didn’t want to be treated like an imbecile, just because he couldn’t shoot fireballs. Though illusionists didn't typically burn people alive, they were still dangerous, and the very opposite of imbeciles as a matter of fact! His head was steaming, he was not happy.

  Then, Zedim added. “Do not take part in any covert as this week, not unless you learhe three main offeacks. Find the sect, we’ll be in touch.”

  Skendus was then asked to leave the room. This overall treatment from the Guard Master's side seemed harsh, but iy he didn't want to have any one of his volunteers die due to being underprepared, as the tter was one of the greatest ways to lose a mahat a domain had!

  Anyway, after Skendus left, Zedim then turned his attention to the rest of the team, and said. “Iron Cw the Wicked is an evil, old dragon, and he is not someoo be trifled with, so I'm going to need all of you to be prepared for anything. At the very least, you should know how to stay alive, so go to the training yard behind us, and have a trainer assess your abilities. They'll tell you what you're g, and they won't waste your time, because the gods know that Iron Cw isn't wasting any time either...”