Joy, stumbling and nearly falling as she ran blindly, caught sight of the mask lying in front of her. She staggered to her feet.

She had to run.

If she didn’t, she would die.

She’d be killed by the man in black.

Joy didn’t know who this man was.

But she understood one thing—he was dangerous.

Though she was still in the learning stage, Joy was a mage.

She could at least guess what kind of magic others were using.

And by her estimation, the magic this man wielded was overwhelmingly powerful.

The spell that had sealed off the surroundings, …