Chapter 135: The Ashphen Spectacle

Diana and August faced Theron, their eyes locked in a tense standoff. As the confrontation escalated, the energy in the air became palpable, drawing the attention of those nearby.

Word of the conflict spread like wildfire, reaching the ears of apprentices, mortal warriors, and peasants alike. Curiosity piqued, they flocked to the scene, forming a growing crowd that encircled the trio.

Apprentice sorcerers, recognizable by their robes adorned with various symbols, hurried to witness the clash of powerful sorcerers. Mortal warriors, with weapons strapped to their sides, joined the fray, their interest piqued by the promise of a formidable battle. Peasants, their daily tasks momentarily forgotten, jostled for a view, eager to catch a glimpse of the spectacle.

Whispers and murmurs filled the air as the crowd gathered, their anticipation building with each passing moment. They craned their necks, straining to see the expressions on the faces of the central figures.