'The power of the Grand Lord is on a completely different level,' I thought as I looked at the last of giant scaly hands seeping inside the liquid mirror.
The Grimm Grand Lord tried to avoid it, but the liquid mirrors were still able to engulf those hands. It is not just those mirrors; the mirror which had been protecting me against the hand had also turned its state from solid to liquid and engulfed the whole hand.
The power Lady Vivian had shown in her defense is shocking; such an attack would have leveled the hundreds of miles around us, and shockwaves of it would have been enough to vaporize the Grandmasters and injure us Grandmasters, but Lady Vivian neutralized it without a single harmful fluctuation.
It seemed like one could not measure her in a normal definition; those who had comprehended the grand arts are in a completely different league.
