I could clearly sense that the speed and momentum that Emma was gathering was slowly approaching the limit of both her and Margaret's armor resistance.
With Emma's strength steadily but irrevocably rising, that small increase would be like the proverbial final straw that would break the camel's back.
In that particular case, the camel's back would be Margaret's and Emma's lives.
"I need to stop her!" I thought determinedly as I narrowed my eyes and quickly came up with an action plan that was very simple and very direct.
I leapt ahead and prepared to manifest my power to create the most agile speedster mecha I could manage so that I could snatch Emma out of the sky before she collided with Margaret.
However, at that moment, a gentle voice thundered from far in the distance.
"Enough, Emma."
"Hmmm?" I pricked up my ears in slight surprise.
That voice had a very similar timbre with Emma's, and I could easily tell that she was a Whitefrost as well.
