"I think this topic is very straightforward and simple, it doesn't require any extra props, and the time is short enough."
Ansel patted Seraphina's shoulder with a smile, "Isn't that great? Right, Seraphina?"
"Um... Ah? Oh! Yes! Ansel is right!"
Although she didn't know why it had anything to do with her, Ansel must be right!
"Then good, Seraphina, you stand between them."
Young Hydral gently pushed the girl, chuckling, "But you have to stand firm, don't make a fool of yourself."
"Ah, may I ask, ahem, what is Sorcerer's Hand?" Seraphina scratched her head in puzzlement.
"In essence, it is a non-existent 'hand' created using ether, which can interfere with physical entities."
"Oh... so it's still a hand in the end, just invisible, right?"
Seraphina's face lit up with understanding. "I see, that's fine then."
With that, she nonchalantly walked between Conrad and Ravenna, her arms crossed, looking left and right.
