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Wearing a black tulip dress that accentuated her long indigo hair falling upon her back, Athena walked in.
Her abyssal black eyes quickly ran over the room, before settling down on Amon.
Even though he knew she had no intention of it, Amon felt a shudder pass through his body as those inky black eyes locked with his coal-colored ones.
This was the pressure that naturally exuded off a 9th-order clovist.
Despite having a 10th-order talent, she had never been able to make it to that stage.
This was because of how hard it was to control and master her spatial element.
Nevertheless, it was also powerful enough to make her combat prowess equal to that of a primordial element 10th order clovist, if there was one at least.
Making eye contact with her, Amon saw a flicker of disbelief pass in her eyes before a frown replaced her facial expression.
