When the pair of Great Spirits touched the clouds, it began to disperse as if they were just thin smoke swayed away by a breeze. The rain stopped and the wind became gentle again.
"You really stopped it..."
Seres looked at Teren with a complicated expression. Teren lost two Great Spirits while her Great Spirit of Storm would be unusable for the time being. For some, this would be a great loss.
'But for him who has stolen a great number of Great Spirits, this is nothing...'
Teren immediately felt fatigue covering his body, but he retained his composure.
"If you want to, you can just escape to another city."
Seres said to Teren.
"I'm done escaping. Sorry, Seres, but I'm not giving any of you the initiative. I will come after them myself."
"So you chose to fight in a battle you're destined to lose."
"..."
