Carveline gasped.
She didn't want to believe her assumption about Angor's true strength. She couldn't believe it! Even though they were both level-2 apprentices, she owned Pastor's Garb! The legendary artifact!
Yet she couldn't deny the truth, which had already happened in front of her eyes.
She sighed and dispelled her butterfly dress, which then slowly turned into the armored skirt she had earlier.
"Heh. The student of Mister Phantom lives up to his name…" Carveline comforted herself and used Angor's mighty professor as an excuse.
Previously, she was confident that they could defeat Angor if both she and Sinehowze used their best moves.
They could not.
Truth was, they still had some secret tricks up their sleeves. However, what Angor showed them already confirmed to them that those moves would not help.
With a bitter mindset, Carveline went to assist Sinehowze.
