Thud—
Anthony couldn't help but swallow hard.
It's the second time he's seen Costate take action, the previous instance being during their escape from the Frank Manor.
Twice in a row!
Miss Costate is demonstrating increasingly powerful abilities.
If he barely understood her strength back at the manor, this time is entirely different.
Near-perfect magic concealment, quickly summoning a storm of unimaginable power, and meticulous spell control.
Especially now!
The strong wind that had just effortlessly destroyed the ship was now carrying seven people unharmed. Just what kind of training has honed such precise control over power?
Anthony found it difficult to comprehend this reality.
Even if she was an absolute powerhouse from [Grid], this far exceeded his understanding of the mystical side.
As for those captured by Costate.
They felt even more despair.
