Before the Sorceress died, only two thoughts remained in her head.
'Is this really the strength of a Level-2 Sorcerer? Am I so weak that I couldn't even persevere for such a short period of time?'
'Can't my brothers, Pudun and Kimraigry, be faster...?'
Dozens of kilometers away.
"Oh? An unfamiliar Level-2 Sorcerer has appeared over at Yurin's side, so let me ask you two handsome guys to go over there as support. Hehe, go quickly, your younger sister's safety is important, but don't injure yourselves in the Academy War. Don't worry about Idrim's affairs, we can see to it at a later time. "
The old white-bearded Sorcerer was only half a meter tall as he was a wholly deformed dwarf. He was talking to the two Level-2 Sorcerers among the more than ten Sorcerers behind him.
He turned out to be a Level-3 Great Sorcerer, a dean of the Shadow Argus Sorcerer Academy.
"Teacher, what are the coordinates of Little Yurin? I will go there now."