The air around me felt weird. As if there's some world that I knew but can't seem to enter, at the same time, can feel it.
"Noelle…?"
My black hair stood from the air as I looked at my group. They were shocked about my appearance as I was letting out a hazy white aura.
And I had to be honest, I think I looked a bit powerful.
The fire that those heads just blew was gone and it was because of me. I'm not trying to praise myself but without the improved version of my powers, I knew I wouldn't be standing with these guys right now.
"Do we attack the three-headed dragon or go for the Acheron's Cursed Hands?"
Roooooooooarr—!
"What do you think?"
Isaac answered with a bitter smile as they saw the monster which looked angry due to its attack failing, started maneuvering its wings to go for an attack.
"Peter! We need help here! Tell everyone who can help to come here!"
Whooosh—!
