The intense bloodlust around him showed how angry he was for her.
The first-class mages should clearly have the advantage, but they were pressured into stepping back.
“I-it really was you, wasn’t it!? You took down the ancestral dragon!”
“Ah? Ancestral dragon?”
Chrom smiled daringly.
“That thing was weaker than I thought.”
The mages were silent.
“…Y-you monster…”
Mumbled one of them with a trembling voice.
The first-class mages that were strong to the point of despair, were scared of Chrom, who stood against them alone.
“…Six, what do we do?”
“Someone hold him back while we retreat with the dungeon’s transfer feature…”
“…D-don’t falter! He doesn’t have magic energy left! Attack him all at once!”
The one they called Six, who was apparently the leader, raised his staff above his head.
The rest all followed.
“““‘Six Icicle’.”””
Magic circles filled the air with their shine.
(…Multiple level six spells!?)
Each mage formulated several level six magic circles.
Not only that, but their speed was incredible.
Many icicles appeared in the air, and it was clear by the magic energy infused in them that each had enough power to kill. It would only take a scratch from one of them to freeze a person’s entire body.
This was the real power of first-class mages…
“C-Chrom…!”
Labrys grabbed Chrom’s clothes without thinking.
“It’s all right Labrys. Leave everything to me.”
Said Chrom as the icicles were launched.
They ripped through the air and descended upon them like a rain of arrows.
Chrom didn’t dodge, or even defended himself.
He just pointed the palm of his hand towards the rain of icicles.
“‘Stop’.”
That was all Chrom said, and the rain of icicles… Stopped in mid air.
“…Eh?”
Was all Labrys could say as she saw the unrealistic sight in front of her.
She didn’t understand what happened. It was like time itself stopped.
It ignored all the rules of this world.
Even the first-class mages were at a loss for words, and stood in place silently.
“W-what… Is this power…?”
“…”
Chrom said nothing in response.
He simply walked slowly through the rain of icicles.
It was silent, like even sound stopped.
Only Chrom’s footsteps echoed.
“W-what are you…!? H-how can you use magic like that!?”
Six stepped back as Chrom stepped forward.
Eventually, his back hit one of the cultivation tanks, and his voice trembled as he felt cornered.
“D-damn you! If it wasn’t for you…! Our plan would’ve been a success…!”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“W-what?”
“If it wasn’t for me, your plans to create demon kings would’ve been a success. The ancestral dragon would’ve gone on rampaging, and you would’ve created demon kings one after the other. There wouldn’t be anyone in this time who could stop you. Everything would’ve gone as you planned, and a future of ruin would’ve begun. But…”
Chrom drew his sword, and the stopped icicles began to move again at the same time.
There were suddenly flashes of lightning, and all the icicles shattered.
Their shining pieces rained down on the ground as Chrom pointed his sword at the mages.