Ishid was laughing his lungs out seeing the pale face of Evelyn and the angry look of the heir of the Emsworth Duchy, Allan.
"I want to go easy on you, Lady Evelyn but… I think it would be better to push you further."
The goal of Ishid is to make Evelyn reach her limit and awaken her other blood. Her demon blood.
So, he raised both of his arms this time. And the mana gathering above them was much more condense and powerful than the first dark spears that came from the magic circle.
"Ugh…"
Evelyn whose knees have given up and is slumped on the floor heard about what Ishid said. She also feels the mana gathering again at the spot that the magic circle just disappeared earlier.
'Ugh… How much mana does he have?!' She complained to herself.
Swoosh!
Whoosh!
Evelyn raised her limp hand.
"Ugghh!!"
