The puzzle that was Monica was gradually starting to come together. But he had one single question;
"How? How could a young girl have managed to do all that?"
The lady cocked her head to the side, and stared into the void;
"Now that's the question isn't it? The answer is not so simple. Unlike Nora here who happens to be a D-rank water mage, Monica is something of a prodigy. . ."
She said it with neither prejudice nor praise;
". . .she's strong. Just like her father."
Nexus did not need to be told.
He had seen it firsthand earlier on.
Nexus leaned back further in his chair, Her father wasn't a water mage?"
She laughed heartily; "Goodness no, Lord Russell was a different kind of beast. The best of the best. . .though he didn't like to be defined by his strength, his explosive abilities announced him loudly."
"I'm sorry," he leaned forward; "Did you say explosive abilities?"
The lady's pale white skin glowed a bright orange under the burning candles;
