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Mithrandir, who leapt back with a back flip, began to scale the cliff with his head faced at the ground, and with an indifferent spiral that ignored its surroundings, a jade coloured sword purely made of mana descended with him, until

Mithrandir grabbed ahold of it, aimed it over his head and slashed at the violent gusts greeting him.

And,

As if acting as per his will instead of his actions, the space in beneath his head was cut and he disappeared into it.

--

Over the [Dreams Academy], a jade coloured vertical cut abruptly formed and widened to let Mithrandir walk out of the void he entered as a means of transport.

Scrunching his nostrils in disgust, "This indeed is the realm that bastard's descendants have inhabited. If it wasn't for Ithil, I'd rather attain nirvana instead of stepping foot here..." Mithrandir mumbled under his breath.