Receiving such a glare from his wife, Daof wore a sheepish expression, then regained his former solemn mien and continued casting the spell.

"I've seen your new apprentice, Daof. He's quite remarkable. With a single punch, he slew a robust magical beast," remarked Ciri as he tended to his herb garden, recalling the encounter with Glen.

"So, have you made his acquaintance? He's a fine young lad and will prove to be a worthy friend for you," Daof said, his tone rich with approbation.

Mako added,"His future potential is boundless. There will surely come a time when you'll find yourselves in need of one another."

"We introduced ourselves, and I found him to be quite amicable," Ciri recollected.

"Do drop by my magic abode later. The children are quite fond of you, and it'll also be an opportunity to get better acquainted with Glen," Daof proposed.

"Very well, that's agreeable," Ciri replied, nodding as he sensed the kindness in Daof's invitation.

Just as their cordial exchange concluded, Daof, who was looking skyward to set up the enchantment, noticed an aberration in the overcast sky. He cast an observational spell upon himself and instantly discerned the source of the anomaly.

"The wind spriggans! Of course! I should have thought of it sooner! Damn!" Daof's visage paled abruptly.

Wind spriggans, a perilous species that can only traverse long distances by harnessing the wind, seize every opportunity to prey upon the feeble creatures of the land, ordinary humans included.

The Demon - Fall Valley harbors a significant number of these creatures. No matter how many times Daof endeavors to purge them, new ones invariably migrate in, posing a persistent nuisance.

In such tempestuous weather, it is the prime time for their predatory frenzy.

Mako's expression grew equally grave. She called out to Ciri, urging him to seek refuge in the magic abode forthwith, while she and Daof charged towards the swirling mass of wind spriggans.

By now, some wind spriggans had already made off with livestock and other animals. There were also a few humans among their captives.

Meanwhile, in the laboratory where Glen had conducted the enchanting experiment the previous day, he was exploring various design concepts that had germinated in his mind.

Although many of these ideas were theoretically viable, given Glen's current proficiency, the challenges were palpable.

Yet, he remained undaunted. Capitulating easily was not in his nature.

Following yet another setback, as he pondered his next experimental approach, he faintly heard an unfamiliar sound.

It seemed to be the collective vocalization of some gregarious creatures, a sound he had never encountered before.

Driven by curiosity, he made his way to the laboratory window and, squinting through the glass, scrutinized the world outside.

A creature with a lithe form, a wasp - like head, and multiple appendages was screeching in the tempest.

What in blazes is that?..." Glen furrowed his brow. The creature was far from appealing, exuding an air of savagery.

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Just as Glen was about to turn back to his experiment, he noticed several of these creatures flying at an alarmingly low altitude, clutching animals and even humans in their grasp.

This was a sight he could not ignore. Besides, he had been sitting for quite a while, and a bit of activity would do him good.

Glen promptly opened the window and leaped out, hurtling directly towards the wind spriggans that had captured their prey.

He also spotted Daof and Mako, who had already embarked on the rescue mission, but there was no time for pleasantries. Saving lives took precedence.

Fortunately, the wind spriggans' instinct was to transport their prey back to their lairs for storage, so most of the captives were still alive.

The first target Glen laid eyes on was clutching a terrified woman, slender of frame, struggling in vain within the wind spriggan's grasp.

Glen pushed off the ground, and his body shot towards the wind spriggan like a cannonball.

Caught unawares, the wind spriggan lost its hold on the prey, screeching as it plummeted. But Glen managed to catch her in time.

He first cradled the hapless woman in his arms, then traced an arc and descended into the forest.

Upon landing safely, the woman continued to shriek in terror, her hands clenching Glen's neck with a vice - like grip, as if he were her mortal enemy.

However, Glen had no time for consolation. Time was of the essence.

He promptly extricated the terrified woman and then felled some surrounding trees to construct a makeshift shelter, depositing the woman within.

Having done so, he promptly vanished from sight.

The wind spriggan that had been knocked asunder by Glen was enraged. Once airborne again, it was determined to exact revenge on the human, vowing to rend him asunder to sate its fury.

Soon, it spied the culprit, who was now escorting one person in each hand, deftly navigating through the trees.

With a fierce roar, it lunged forward. But in the blink of an eye, just as it opened its maw to bite, its vision blurred, and the next moment, its body was rent asunder.

For Glen, this was a mere trifle, effortlessly dispatching an insolent minion without disrupting his rescue efforts.

More and more wind spriggans filled the sky.

Glen noted that they were emerging in an unending stream from a distant mountain.

However, he was not unduly concerned about being overwhelmed, for Daof had cast a high - level spell, sealing off the entire Demon - Fall Valley.

Glen was tasked with the rescue efforts within the valley, while Mako attended to those wind spriggans that had ventured outside to hunt.

Magic truly is a boon... Glen couldn't help but envy. Were he to master such a wide - scale combat technique, he would have naught to fear from any demon horde in the future.

Take his fearsome"Flaming Fang" attack, for instance. Despite its expansive range, it still had blind spots, unlike Daof's all - encompassing approach.

Before long, Glen had rescued all the victims. Fortunately, the situation had been contained in a timely manner; otherwise, it would have been a Herculean task.

He called out to Daof, who was maintaining the enchantment overhead,"Teacher! All is in hand!"

Daof glanced down, nodded, then his body crackled with a shower of arcing electricity. His magic staff emitted a beam of light, connecting to the enchantment that enshrouded the entire Demon - Fall Valley.

The enchantment, too, crackled with a dazzling display of arcing electricity, poised to incinerate all the wind spriggans in the air.

But at that moment, another beam of light connected to the enchantment, and the arcing electricity rapidly waned.

Daof's beam of light dissipated, and he regarded the source of the other beam with a glare of vexation and bewilderment.

It was an elderly man with flowing, wavy hair, attired in noble garb, brandishing a magic staff adorned with a profusion of jewels.

"Morogen? What in the devil are you up to?!" Daof demanded, his voice booming.

However, the man remained silent, focusing solely on channeling his magic.

The enchantment gradually transformed from its semi - transparent state to a near - tangible one. A profusion of spiral patterns materialized across the surface of the enchantment.

The next instant, a powerful suction force pervaded the entire Demon - Fall Valley. The countless wind spriggans were unable to resist this force and were drawn towards the spiral patterns on the enchantment.

This suction force seemed to target only the wind spriggans; the trees and magical beasts remained unscathed.

However, Glen and those humans and animals that had come into contact with the wind spriggans were also affected by this force.

Glen, of course, had the strength to resist, but the ordinary humans were almost instantaneously drawn into the enchantment and vanished from sight.

Glen dared not attempt to intervene, for he surmised that the force was so great that any attempt to rescue might result in the ordinary people's limbs being torn asunder.

He knew that there was a pocket of space within the enchantment, and based on his recent understanding of magic, he surmised that those who entered it would likely survive.