The ship they had been on was specifically designed to carry high-tier mages, with the formations on them helping to keep their auras suppressed and hence relieving them of the burden. That, however, was no longer the case as she stepped down on the ground near the top of the mountain. Both she and Mage Grenad had to tightly clamp down on their aura lest they agitate the abyssal ooze that remained placidly at the center of the clearing. And that was to say nothing of Mage Nasik, who was already struggling as is. Powerful as his element was, the element of time exacted a harsh toll on anyone who wielded it. Even simple spells would leave them more drained in terms of mana and energy than equivalent spells in other elements or schools of magic. With a bow, the fifth-tier mage brought them to the edge of the clearing. "Mage Shia was correct," the pale man spoke up. Hira watched as Nasik waved his hands before him, his fingers moving in arcane patterns as he weaved into being a window i