"In simple terms, mana is the culmination of energy, intent, and imagination to change reality!"
*Clap!* *Clap!* *Clap!*
Hearing Damien's answer, Aelinor instantly burst into a bright smile.
Although she had noticed it from their earlier fight, the kid in front of her was not the kid who had recklessly shouted names and thrown attacks six months ago.
After training, he had finally begun to look a bit like a real powerhouse.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel satisfied.
The little egg she kept was finally hatching.
"Indeed, Kid, you're correct."
"However, since you know this, you should also know it's about time you break through fourth order, so let me tell you this."
Narrowing her eyes, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
Lyra subconsciously summoned her bow, Leonas' claws extended, her hair standing on end, and Isabelles' horns suddenly extended.
Bearing the burnt aura of a seventh-order powerhouse, their bodies instantly sought to protect themselves.
