Esther had pieced together everything about the five enemy mages’ schemes—their intentions, their methods. She understood it all.

After all, she was a wanderer, a connoisseur of spell worlds. More importantly, all her opponents were of a lower magical tier than herself.

"Illusion magic and mental magic."

A combination of the two.

She might not know the exact names of their spells, but she understood their mechanisms.

It was the essence of a spell called Dream of the Abyss.

It conjured an illusion of comfort, wrapping the target in an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

It was a clever idea.