His eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, and his fists tightened as he glared at the raised wand.
What fool on the same tier would dare to attack him? Under the eyes of eight arcanists, no less!
As anger clawed at him, trying to burst into an eruptive inferno, Elisabeth rose, eyes as cold as ice.
However, Shepard halted her, his lips stretching into a vicious grin.
"Let her humiliate herself further. I'm sure Edgar will love it."
Then, ignoring her sigh, he focused on Adam, internally cheering for him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Adam's voice echoed, surprising Julius and Arun with his improved self-control.
But in her irrational rage, Mia didn't care, taking his words as an attempt to beg or perhaps a show of weakness.
The next second, smoke wafted from her open grimoire before swirling into a vortex.
