Clara kept smiling as she stepped back beside Eliza, dusting her hands like the chaos in front of them was perfectly normal.
Even if Dahlia yelled about not being a shield…
She totally was one.
Thanks to Dahlia's nonstop screaming from inside the glowing cocoon...
The demonic drake's attention was completely locked onto her.
Its red eyes never left the swirling azure light.
The drake roared again, wings spreading wide, claws digging into the ground as it prepared another attack.
Clara peeked over her shoulder, then relaxed.
"See?" she said casually. "We're safe."
Eliza nodded quietly. "…For now."
Behind them, the junior disciples huddled together, pale and shaking.
"S-Senior Sister Dahlia is still screaming…"
"Is that… normal?"
"Should we help her?!"
Some of the senior disciples also looked uneasy.
They had seen many battles, but this was different.
One of them swallowed. "That glow… that pressure… is that really…"
Clara turned around and raised a hand.
