Chapter 259: Frosty explosion

Silence filled the night except for the crackling of fire above. The two Ice Flame Dragons hovered in the air, looking down at the castle grounds below. It was an incomprehensible sight for mortals and mages alike. Even those not adept in the complexities of the Mystic Arts knew that a spell was something intricately connected to its caster. It was an extension of themselves like another limb. Yet now, they saw Michael wretch control of the Dragon right under One's nose. It followed Michael's...