They had all lived alongside Owen, shared trials and tribulations with him.
If there was one thing Owen excelled at, it was turning the impossible into reality.
This time might be no different.
Owen might still have a trump card yet to be revealed.
Though they couldn't fathom how Owen could possibly contend against so many Throne Celestials, a sliver of hope glimmered within them.
"Miss Ymir, this time, Lord Owen will emerge unscathed, won't he?"
Archdemon, calming her earlier agitation, looked toward Ymir.
Ymir's voice was resolute. "Knowing Owen as I do, he will undoubtedly perform yet another miracle that will shake the world!"
Her expression grew increasingly serious as she scanned the surroundings. Noticing Leslie's absence, her brows furrowed slightly.
Leslie's love for Owen was almost obsessive.
