The moment the tower door opened, Lynch already sensed it. He dissuaded Zilvra, who wanted to help, asking her to look after the little angel. The mage walked alone, holding his Powerful Wand, to the first floor of the tower.
"Hello, Matron, your advisor Lynch greets you." The mage saw Batana's appearance and knew she was unstable. Although he wasn't sure how much strength this formidable woman still had, causing her to lose her composure first would naturally be best.
"Advisor? You dare to call yourself an advisor!" Batana looked at Lynch, a flame shooting towards him.
Lynch was already prepared and swung his wand. An Ice Cone met the flame, leaving a mist in the air that canceled each other out.