Now, it had just barely reached the most basic standard.
"Miss," the elder attendant said, "by all accounts, this should be enough..."
"No, it's not enough," Daphne shook her head and then softly said, "Uncle Terry, we've staked everything the Terrell Family has on this spell."
Uncle Terry's mouth fell open slightly, then he understood Daphne's meaning, and subconsciously looked toward "Hewinia" not far away.
He was still waiting there.
Facing the powerful Six Notes·Magic, he hadn't said a word.
But he exerted a tremendous psychological pressure on everyone present.
Terry also knew that if their attack failed this time, they would absolutely not have a second chance.
And it wasn't just them— the entire Terrell Family would have no second chance either.
With this in mind, Terry slowly nodded: "I understand, miss. I'll keep increasing the mana input."
"No, not just you," Daphne shook her head, then reached for her garment's clasp again, "Me as well."
