Back at the frontlines of the Dimensional Space, Remilia still had nothing to do.
Apart from joining the boring meetings wherein the members of the Dafirae Tribe still couldn't find a correct approach, her days were spent honing her skills.
Whenever possible, she would stand up at the forefront like a Field Marshall, watching over the battlefield of Rank 2 Transcendents and some Exalted while eyeing the enemy general.
If the other side was also as bored as her, one of their Rank 4 Transcendent would go out and engage her in a battle that could be taken as a spar.
Of course, it's a serious spar. If one became careless, their opponent would take that chance to injure the other mercilessly. One injured Rank 4 Transcendent was an advantage after all.
