Chapter 23

Wow, this is no joke. That was the fourth trap disarmed. Cadel wiped away the sweat pouring down his face and shook his head in wonder. He had mentally prepared himself beforehand, but the mana required to disarm the traps was beyond imagination. How to put it? It felt like holding a plank for thirty minutes on top of a magic circle while belting out a song from start to finish. In a word, it was insanely exhausting. The sheer amount of mana was one thing, but severing the flow of mana left by the Witch was no easy task either.