Before the attack from the crimson phantom occurred.
Damascus held her head high despite the anxiety. She already evacuated the disciples away but she needed to remain within the sky above the giant concealment dome in case that her lord instructed her anything related to an emergency for this event.
At first she noticed a killing intent was slipping behind the light-blue haired foreigner with the admiral cap. She felt that something bad might happen to the point that she was ready to sacrifice herself. Brandishing the seven deadly sins of a weapon, she leaned to the front of the edge of her sentient cloud.
"Those two entities are but unfathomably powerful beings. If they claimed that they were gods in ancient times, I would instantly believe them the moment I glimpsed the amount of mana that they had.
"No, only 40% of the energy that they emitted is mana. The rest are something else…
