Holy Sword Tournament Arc II
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(POV: Akashic Records)
Stellaria, her legs elegantly crossed in a meditative position, observed the ongoing conflict with an air of nonchalant boredom.
She sighed, her voice filled with frustration.
"I go out of my way to save a bunch of ungrateful people, and this is the thanks I get? How disappointing."
Drome gnashed his teeth.
"THIS BITCH!!"
[Lightning Spear!]
Rank B.
As Drome charged his spear with crackling lightning magic and then hurled it rapidly for Stellaria, a wicked smile spread across Stellaria's lips.
[Spatial Cage]
With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a transparent spatial cube that deftly trapped the spear in its stasis-like grasp, rendering it powerless.
Stellaria yawned, her voice dripping with indifference.
"Is this the best you can do? How utterly underwhelming."
With a mischievous twinkle in her blue eyes, Stellaria decided it was her turn to show some of her power.
"Boop," she casually said.
