Meanwhile, Tesilid was not the only one to feel that something was amiss.
“Your Grace the Scripture?”
“Huh? Huh…?”
“Why is Her Grace doing that all of a sudden?”
“Ailet, what’s wrong?! What happened?!”
It looked as though everything had ended, yet the battlefield was entering a new phase.
“Huff… haah… huff…”
Until just a moment ago, she had displayed such overwhelming might; now, she couldn’t even hold herself upright.
Only the Librilli scythe, planted in the ground, kept her from collapsing completely.
As she fought for breath, a bizarre phenomenon took hold of her body.
A dark energy seeped from her back, polluting the surrounding air.
“M–Magic energy?!”
Something impossible was happening, and no one knew how to explain it.
Even the Scripture, who possessed a near-omniscient knowledge of this world, seemed equally baffled. Her eyes trembled fiercely.
At that moment, there appeared a person who alone understood the shocking situation.
A handsome man with black hair crossed the…