A few hours later… after the earth-shaking battle between the mother and son pair was done commencing,
"My baby!!"
The wailing cries of a despairing old man resonated in the air, filling the sky with the sorrow and gut-wrenching pain he was feeling in the depths of his soul…
"Haha…"
Cecilia stood awkwardly while scratching her hair and beside her, Adam, wearing clothes weaved from his illusions was standing with an equally awkward expression on his face. Both of them did not know what to say in this situation as they were equally responsible culprits of this situation.
The two of them had been so deeply focused on their conversation that they had completely forgotten about the weapon Makarov and Viktor had created for Adam.
