Golden light flashed in her body, but her eyes still stared at the sea monsters assaulting the orb through which she was inside. They could do nothing but push her orb of protection a little. It would hold more time than the time she needed. That thought relieved her, as her eyes were drawn towards Elior who was messing with the sea king.
The sea king was enormous—snake-shaped, and scaled, as she had reminded Elior about its defence. Every fiend that goes past the third order had its strength. Defence augmented to the point that any attack from a mana user lesser than the third grade was futile.
But there were many complications to play.
