"Please be assured, Your Highness! We will not allow even a fly to get close to you!" The one who spoke was Tristan Stonefist, the Commander of the Dragon Guards.
Alaric smiled at his words. He then closed his eyes and focused his attention on absorbing mana.
Everyone quietly watched as the energy from the surroundings slowly converged on the training ground with Alaric at the epicenter.
As more mana congregated around him, the supposed shapeless and colorless energy gradually became visible to the naked eye. It started as wisps of pale blue that, little by little, turned increasingly denser as the seconds passed by. The wisps of pale blue energy turned into a thicker hue of blue.
A soft sigh was heard among the crowd of onlookers.
"This is the first time I am witnessing someone advancing to the realm of Venerables. What an amazing phenomenon!"
