Chapter 1062: Daniel’s Magic
The small squad of Magi led by Daniel plowed through the streets of Ravenfell, leaving a trail of dismembered corpses and streams of blood in their wake.
To be truthful, the two dozen Magi barely had to make an effort to fight. The man leading them seemed like a one-man army, after all. There were hardly any cultists that managed to survive in front of his blade and his... shadows.
Apart from the mysterious Magi of the Ranzenberg Family, and perhaps only a handful of other people, no one truly knew the extent of the Councilor’s magical prowess.
Daniel Ranzenberg had always been an elusive individual. Even when he did appear on special occasions, he rarely spoke. His true thoughts were always a mystery. In fact, his very existence was a mystery to most people in Ravenfell.
Fence-sitter Ranzenberg... that was what the Councilors had nicknamed him. Meanwhile, the other Magi down the hierarchical ladder did not think much of him, just that he was a Mana Vortex Magus and kept to himself.
Today, for the first time, people got to witness the terror of this man.
Underneath the calm, stoic exterior lay a deep and formidable power. Just like his mentor, Daniel was a practitioner of shadow magic. In fact, he was the only one among Blackwood’s three students to have inherited this rare arcane art.
And today, during the battle of Ravenfell, he had truly unleashed it.
Expertly weaving seals with one hand, and slashing his sword with the other, he continued to reap one life after another. It didn’t matter if they were Mana Foundation, Mana Liquefaction, or Mana Vortex Magi. They all died the same.
Ranzenberg made easy work of the former two, as for the latter... shadows rose around him, tightly constricting his enemies. His blades flashed under the pale light of the twin moons and sent these cultists to the cold embrace of nothingness.