The Greatest Archmage To Have Ever Lived [OP MC, LitRPG]
Chapter 42. Checkpoint
The cloud collapsed back into mist.
Sael held the vial steady as the vapor poured in, reversing its earlier expansion. What had been a flying platform large enough for four people now compressed, flowing like water in reverse, drawn back to its container by invisible threads of will.
The last wisps curled into the glass. He corked it with a soft pop and slipped it into his inventory.
They'd landed behind a series of sand dunes about a kilometer from Ashams' capital. The dunes rose around them in gentle waves, their crests catching the last light of day. Beyond them, Sael could see the wooden watchtowers of the city's northern gate, silhouetted against a sky that had gone from orange to deep purple.
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