Sarah Albert initially opposed the plan of jointly attacking Charles.
"It's shameful even if you win that way."
Was what she said, but Ashtarh asked her one simple question.
"Do you have no wish you want granted?"
That was it.
Sarah didn't speak against it anymore. It wasn't because she wanted to ask for something.
It was because…
'Father, I'll prove myself. Even if brother is gone, you still have a daughter. You used to brag about Sam to everyone, I want to see you with that same smile again.'
So, here she was, in the central plains of Theodra, standing in the air and channeling her water mana.
Ka!
Ka!
Ice Dragons measuring dozens of meters bloomed into existence under her exquisite control and Sarah pointed her hand down to the middle of the central plains.
"Go!"
Roar!
The mighty ice dragons dashed down at lightning quick speed, their trails freezing the air upon contact.
"Garh!"
