[Ellie's P.O.V.]
"What did you pour?" The witch was panicking as her tone sounded a little hurried.
I didn't answer and simply continued standing in the middle with a faint smile. Father, Anton, and the others were already standing in the north, south, east, and west of the room, with fans blowing between them. After blowing for a while, I felt a chill and even my legs began to tremble. The clothes I was wearing today were not quite enough to keep me warm with the fans blowing.
But I still held on. I needed this plan to work first. I could feel Anton getting anxious, but I was the best bait. Moreover, I had gained weight and was feeling better. My combat power was not as weak as before and I was not fighting alone.
My father's eyes gradually filled with worry and I shook my head at him, indicating to him that there was no need for him to feel that way. I could still support myself for this period of time.
