The believers stopped firing, and the veil of light was filled with bullets, and the bullets did not fall to the ground, but stuck to the veil of light.

The walls seem to catch the bullet instead of blocking it.

"I wish you weren't a wizard."

"What's the point?"

There was no answer from Elle, and Elle's thin white hands emitted a blue-green flame, and if you looked closely, you could see that two wings grew from her back - two wings which is turned from the pages of a book.

He waved his hand and caused great effects from the light, but his followers were defeated, broken, and ignored the invisible effects.

"Winter, you're gone."

What Elle saw as she spoke was the proud smile of a helpless believer.

But before he could smile, his face was covered by a shadow.

"Aren't you wasting a lot of energy?"

"Why are you pushing yourself so hard?"

Aria saw El forcing herself to use magic and she was supposed to protect everyone, but why would she do something like this?

It doesn't require magic, so there's no reason to use it.

what are you doing? What is the reason?

Alya didn't have a chance to break the spell, as the curtain of light used for security disappeared in front of her.

This may be because the believer has been defeated, so there is no need to continue the magic.

But is it too optimistic?

At this point, quitting may be the right choice.

Aria moved to Elle's side, her hands glowing with magic and releasing a healing spell.

However, Elle was unharmed because she lost her magic powers.

In addition to the wheels and the big engine, there is the crazy laugh and the unesthetic sound of the guitar.

A man and a woman showed off American motorcycles that weighed more than 2,000 pounds.

A man dressed in white, sitting in the driver's seat, holding a guitar behind him and smiling happily.

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