Chapter 98
A powerful momentum rapidly built up around the mini skeleton. Slowly but surely, an overwhelming sense of unease began to spread through the area. The air thickened, and the surrounding mana grew unstable.
Watching the scene unfold, Clayton couldn’t hide his astonishment. He was both impressed and excited—the spell looked genuinely promising.
Moments later, all the energy and pressure converged within the mini skeleton, ready to explode. Cracks appeared along its body... and then it shattered.
Plop!
A soft, muffled sound echoed in the still air.
Clayton stood frozen, confused. He looked around, bewildered by the utter lack of destruction. No massive explosion. No scorched earth. Just a brief disturbance in the mana flow and distorted air—then everything returned to normal.
What frustrated him most was that the skeleton had completely disintegrated—leaving no remains behind.
Did something go wrong with the spell? Clayton wondered.
Feeling slightly cheated, he inspected the spot where the skeleton had detonated. The lingering heat and dense atmosphere suggested the spell itself wasn’t flawed. Most likely, the skeleton had failed to execute it properly—or perhaps there was a hidden nuance in the spellbook that hadn’t been clearly explained.
Still curious, Clayton ordered another skeleton to try again. Though the last attempt had failed, he kept a safe distance—just in case.
As the skeleton began casting, the magical buildup was once again dramatic and impressive. Clayton held out hope that this time it would work.