The enormous explosion that anyone around the vast battlefield expected did not occur. Instead, a silent buzzing sound appeared while blowing out a shock wave of wind, sweeping the explosion so that it was sucked into the center and dispelled.
Amidst the swirling debris and acrid smoke, a figure emerged from the center of the failed explosion. Ji-woo stands tall, shrouded in a veil of smoke and dust, an enigma etched beneath the toughness. His form, shrouded in a thin, shimmering mist, resembled embers doused in water, but for some reason still emitted thin tendrils of smoke.
A hush fell over the battlefield. The two summoned creatures, locked in a brutal fight moments ago, stood frozen. Their monstrous eyes swiveled towards Ji-woo's imposing form. Even their opponent, the four ArchMages could only be stunned by the newcomer's presence. Their faces etched with exhaustion from the relentless battle and fell silent.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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