I gazed at Ava, absorbing the weight of her confession. Ellde's disdain for Zephara was hardly a revelation; the first time I'd encountered Lise and Yumi, they too had painted Zephara with strokes of cruelty. Their words had etched an image of a tyrant in my mind, and Ava's sentiments only deepened those shades.
"Don't take what I've just said into account" Ava chuckled, though a trace of unease flickered across her face. She settled down beside me, her posture shifting to one of earnestness.
"Your level of magic has progressed a lot I think, haven't you? There's a formidable aura around you," she observed, her eyes narrowing slightly as if to peer into the essence of my power.
"Yes, I've been practicing, even if it was a bit tricky at first," I replied, the memory of my grueling sessions with the sexy grandma vivid in my mind.
