The next moment, Princess Anne seemed to vanish, her legs rushing forward. Ryuji's shimmering eyes fixated on her movements with a shocked look on his face, mouth agape, eyes opened wide, and hands gripping the wall tight.
'No mana, no magic... pure physical prowess?!'
Ba-Dump!
He felt his heart beating faster, faster! The image of the beautiful princess Anne triggered something that Alan didn't... A desire to fight no matter their difference in power... Her sword tore through the air void of magic, using only her brute force—like a regal god kind, it forced the wind magic to obey her and let her sword cut through without resistance!
'The magic particles are following her command? No... Her sheer power is forcing them to obey and move how she wants!'
