Sophie's eyes flared open.
An evident shock played coy with her expression as she glanced at Thalia and the skill summoned.
The spell was eerily familiar. Almost like she had seen it a moment ago – almost.
But for some unclear reason, she seemed to have convinced herself otherwise.
It was, in fact, familiar. That, she concluded.
And not just to any skill, but the one that literally seemed to have a presence of its own.
Pulsing with life, like the heartbeat of a living, sentient being.
The power.
The energy.
The subtle ripple of effect is caused by simply existing.
Everything was the same as the spell cast by Mila a moment ago.
Not just any skill – a transcendent skill.
Something of that remarkable product of mana, elemental properties, and world science was simply unheard of.
It was one of those skills Sophie was sure would take everything out of her to protect herself from it. She would survive though – more than just barely, too.
