Looking at the excited Christian, Anastasia smiled and asked, "But, you don't expect your enemies to patiently wait ten minutes while you prepare an attack during a battle, do you?"
"Then I'll just have to make this kind of attack take seconds instead of ten minutes."
Anastasia nodded.
Christian immediately raised his hand again, and another sphere of dark metallic flames appeared above his palm.
This time, however, he stopped once it had reached roughly half the size of the previous one. Instead of making it larger, he focused on compressing it.
At first, everything went smoothly. The flames resisted, but eventually they obeyed.
As it continued to compress, however, controlling it became increasingly difficult.
Even so, Christian refused to stop.
He grit his teeth and continued forcing the flames inward until the enormous sphere had been compressed into one no larger than a soccer ball.
Compared to the gigantic attack from before, it looked almost harmless.
