“Your performance in magic is quite lackluster, in comparison to the other guild mages.”

Invel calmly mused upon your past demonstration of magic. The ice mage hardly even seemed fazed by it either, holding up a hand and with a swift motion he shattered your frozen spell into a dozen ice particles.

“You’d be smart to surrender instead of dragging this fight on.”

Yura intones strictly while his eyes narrow upon your frigid body.