บท 81: One Arrow Willow River

Logan spotted Jean soaring above on her majestic Manticore and couldn't help but chuckle, remarking, "The spectacle of magic never ceases to amaze, especially when wielded by such skilled hands as yours!"

Jean, perched confidently atop her beast, replied with a smirk, "Naturally! After all, I am a sixth-level magician, am I not?"

"Why the hurry with your incantations this time around?" Logan inquired as he leapt onto the Manticore beside her.

"The thunderbird flock appeared so suddenly, alongside the magic barrier. It was all too quick," he observed.

"I simply made an educated guess!" Jean declared.

"A guess?" Logan echoed, his voice tinged with surprise.

"Indeed, a calculated one," Jean explained. "When those thunderbirds attacked and then turned toward the beastmen archers in Duskin, I anticipated they would circle back to your location. So, I preemptively cast the magic circle right above them."