Victor had previously asserted that Hilda was on par with their levels and possessed considerable strength, but it seemed that his assessment might have been inaccurate.
Even Lord Scrooge, whom Victor had vouched for, didn't appear as significant a force as they had anticipated.
As Ignis pondered, a hint of doubt crept into his mind.
"I hope he was right," Ignis thought, realizing that their success in the quest hinged on Grey Smoke's judgment.
Or they might have to change players in order to compete for the Golden Tail Kistune.
Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Hilda grappled with her strength, and was holding back. Lord Scrooge had specifically instructed her not to reveal her true power until given the signal, so she didn't know how much strength she would insert.
The creatures here were so feeble that a single strike from her meant instant demise for them.
