'He's amazing!'
As Britta finished off the third A-Tier Monster, feeling the obvious strain on her body, she glanced in the direction of the man who occupied her mind.
Jet was a streak of purple lightning, impossible to even keep track of. He simply dashed or glided in the air, slaying Monsters like they were nothing.
As Britta saw him slay another Monster, her heart leaped in awe.
'How many has he killed now? Fifteen maybe? I've lost count…' She found herself gawking at his majesty.
Sure, the A-Tier Monsters were being constrained by Magic, but that didn't mean all their movements were completely sealed.
No A-Tier Skill or Spell could ever do something as absurd as completely stopping so many Monsters.
'Still… that Lux lady is impressive.'
