Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Other than the scorched earth, nothing else was left standing.
"Ohhhhh ... so that's the power of 10d6 fire damage" Zark thought.
Nyos and Frey looked puzzled and couldn't help but laugh out loud in front of Zark.
"... Frey, prepare a new scarecrow."
"Ah. Yes, I will do it immediately! "
Frey advanced holding another scarecrow, and placed it next to the ashes of the previous one.
Zark walked in front of the scarecrow, looked at it, and cast a new spell.
"[Lightning Bolt]"
A new magic circle of similar design emerged for this time of a sky blue tone, Immediately after completing the spell I did not activate it, instead it kept waiting, approximately every 6 seconds another magic circle appeared in front of the previous one.
He continued to wait until a total of ten magic circles emerged. Suddenly a column of lightning was released heading vertically towards its chosen target within the range of the spell. The target creature and everyone in the path of the lightning would be affected, the defenseless scarecrow was completely scorched due to the large amount of electricity from the spell.
What he saw caused a slight smile in Zark, the effect of the spell was correct.
[Lightning Bolt] pertinacity to the School of Evocation [electricity]; It was a Level 3 spell, had a casting time of approximately 6 seconds, required Verbal and Somatic Components, had an intermediate Range of about 100 feet [30 m] plus another 10 feet [3 m] for each level of type class. Spellcaster that the character had, affected one or more vertical lines 30 feet (9 m) long and depending on the power of his caster, he would have to have good Reflexes to at least mitigate the damage a little.
The effect of [Lighning Bolt] was that Immediately after completing the spell, and once per subsequent turn, a vertical lightning bolt 5 feet (1.5 m) wide and 30 feet (9 m) long could be prepared that Deals 3d6 HP of electricity damage.
It is not necessary to activate the spell immediately, since other actions can be carried out while the spell is held, it is even possible to cast other spells. Each turn after the first, its "action" can be used to activate it and prepare another lightning bolt.
"Perfect."
Due to these very satisfactory experimental results, Zark couldn't help saying that.
"Lord Zark, do you want me to prepare some more scarecrows?"
Nyos still looked puzzled. He knew that Zark was a powerful spellcaster, so he didn't think this level of performance was anything special. But Zark wanted to give his viewers the opposite impression. Since the purpose of the experiment was already complete.
"… .No, I want to do another experiment."
Zark concentrated on his next spell, the results of his next test would define his next actions.
"[Shifting Between Planes]"
An immense-sized three-dimensional magic dome, nearly ten meters in radius, activated with Zark in the center.
The magic emitted white light; texts and translucent pattern markings appeared floating. These dazzling patterns were constantly moving and changing shape every second.
[Shifting Between Planes] was a 7th-level spell that allows its user or another creature to be displaced to another plane of existence, or alternate dimension. The interesting thing about this spell is that if several volunteers join their hands in a circle, 8 of them (at most) can be affected at the same time by the plane displacement. It is almost impossible to choose an exact arrival point on the plane to which you want to travel. From the Material plane it is possible to get anywhere, but you appear between 5 and 500 miles (8 and 800 km) from the desired destination. Plane scrolling transports creatures immediately and then ends. After that, the recipients of the spell must use their own means to carry out the return trip (including recasting the spell).
If Zark was right, [Shifting Between Planes] would allow him to return to his home world.
Nerves and anxiety caused a strong pressure to surge in his chest, and a thought arose in his mind.
Why should he go back?
His parents and grandparents had passed away, he had lost contact with most of his relatives, he had no partner or a love interest, his work at the airport was tedious and boring.
That world didn't mean anything to him ... just maybe the only important thing would be his friends, he could look for them and maybe ...
No ... they had their own lives ... he no longer belonged to that world ...
While Zark thought what he should do, he suddenly remembered the two onlookers looking at him.
The two of them weren't bad people, they were actually nice, they were both strangely familiar in their way of acting.
Looking directly at Nyos, a shadow from the past emerged, overlapping Nyos himself, the image of a Samurai in traditional armor from him emerged.
"Mecso" spoke the name of one of his friends.
And as if he were a mere ghost from the past, the shadow of the avatar of one of his friends had disappeared.
With great regret from within his being, he canceled the activation of the spell, Zark released a heavy sigh… he no longer belonged to earth.
"I'm done" were Zark's words as he approached the two onlookers from him.
"Sir, is something wrong?" the connotation of concern in Frey's voice woke Zark out of his subconscious
"It's nothing" he replied as he passed by them, after a few steps, he remembered something that was missing "Do you still want to duel?"
Nyos and Frey looked at each other, then at Zark.
Frey asked "Was he serious?"
Zark only nodded.
"Ooohhh"
"Ooohhh"
As Frey and Nyos positioned themselves for their duel, a pleasant thought arose in Zark's mind.
"Maybe this world is not so bad"
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