I stood before Legris with yet another smile on my face.
Beneath my facade was the rage that I had suppressed for the sake of my task, but that didn't mean I didn't enjoy—albeit slightly—seeing Legris make certain expressions.
Right now, he had a conflicted reaction to my resurgence.
And it was pleasant to see.
'The Constellations lost so easily because they do not have any real combat experience, but also because they were unwilling and unable to take major risks in fighting.'
However, I wasn't like that.
'The only way to really win is through close-up combat.'
I would have to gather dense amounts of Aether—both from myself and throughout the Aether Tree—using Spellcraft to damage Legris.
But that couldn't be all.
'His regeneration is insanely quick, so I have to take account of that as well.'
That meant I had to pummel him as many times as necessary so as to damage him more than he could recover.
