A gust of wind blew through, and the next second, Herag stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his towering figure blocking the view of the Second-Class Wizard Apprentice like a mountain.
He looked down expressionlessly at the Second-Class Wizard Apprentice, and with a thought, he released the Dark Imprisonment on this person.
As the Dark Imprisonment was lifted, his legs went soft instantly, and he fell to the ground, trembling all over.
"Ple... Please let me go..." He pleaded, his voice shaking with a sob.
"Name, origin, purpose," Herag's tone was devoid of any emotion.
The person continued to tremble, stammering, "I... I'm called Benik, from the Green Cottage. We... we came to steal some valuable Magic Potion Materials to sell."
It was then that Fred came down; he looked a bit fearful at Herag's face.
Just on the mountain, Fred had witnessed the entire process of Herag's action.
