Khand City Outskirts
Osaburg Region
Desert Country of Tarse
April 11th
Year 1055 of the 51st General Calendar
I wiped the sweat off my brow, completing the drawing of the magic circle on the ground. Slamming my staff onto the floor, I infused my magic power into the circle, causing it to shimmer briefly before slowly fading underground and disappearing from sight.
This one was done.
Once I finished, I turned to the nearby paladins, knights, and the Warlord of the Desert Empire, informing them that the preparations were complete.
"Thank you for your hard work, Lady Eliza."
Warlord Isobel spoke with a light bow, and I gave a small nod in acknowledgement before glancing in a different direction.
"You guys should get ready to move out. I'll be over there for a bit."
Before anyone could even respond, I kicked off the ground and dashed away at a speed that even Isobel found shocking.
Blinking, she turned to the others.
"She's a healer, right?"
