The presence of her stance exuding the aura of an immortal. Her muscles were both tensed and relax as the enemies couldn't figure out her next move.
Weder clearly looked at her eyes with concern as they slightly squinted. Her haughty manners brought scorn on the rest of their faces but the experienced ones like him knew with a glance toward her eyes and the aura exuding from her figure that she had not said a single lie.
"I see now that you are indeed capable," commented Weder.
"Huh?" the rest of the group looked at the oldest and strongest among them with a surprised look.
"Father...?"
"She is indeed a capable woman, far beyond your insight Borton," muttered Weder without looking at his son.
"Hahaha, I guess you are built on the battlefield rather than a comfy bed," remarked Cecile.
