Lucina floated beside Herxes, with her golden eyes narrowing as she looked down at the messenger god still hunched over, breathing heavily with dark blood dripping from his split lip.
"How embarrassing," she said coldly. "A god, groveling on his feet before a dragon vessel who hasn't even reached his full power."
Herxes grunted, and averted his face slightly in shame and fury.
He stretched his hand out to the side,and his staff, which had been tossed away earlier, shot back toward him through the air.
He stood up slowly and adjusted his posture.
Lucina said nothing for a moment, with her gaze still fixed on Aiden, who stood several meters away with that infuriating smile still plastered on his face.
She had abandoned her direct assault on the Space Locks, temporarily, at least.
Her Law was still active, still burning away at those barriers relentlessly. But if she focused solely on breaking through them while Aiden picked them off one by one, they would lose.
