Finally Came Out

The night lamps lit up, casting a warm glow over the city. The soft hum of the lights was like a gentle melody, and even those asleep were drawn out of their slumber to watch the spectacle. The residents nearby, who had been oblivious to the commotion, were now fully awake and gathered around the scene, their faces aglow with wonder.

As the mages inside the Blue Tower caught wind of the commotion, they too emerged from the tower's entrance, their blue robes fluttering in the gentle breeze. Their faces were set in stern, disapproving expressions, but even their haughty air couldn't hide the hint of concern that crept into their eyes as they took in the scene before them.

The group of mages, their faces set in determined lines, were about to launch a fierce attack. But just as they were about to strike, a figure emerged from the shadows, his blue robes a slightly darker shade than those of the mages.

"Wait," he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative. "Don't attack."

The mages hesit