"Hmph, Cheryl, where do you think you can run to?"
"Hand over all those High-tier materials on you right now!"
"Hah! You still think a Red Dwarf can craft a suitable wand for your sister? You're dreaming!"
"That's right! Once we catch you, your sister will be forced to give up too!"
"Your sister is just too foolish. She got the inheritance of a Primordial Miko but hasn't truly become one, yet she dares to pick a fight with the Selwyn Family!"
The Mikos wore black robes and rode gray winged pythons, looking very similar to Cheryl.
However, their pointed Miko hats featured a glowing, icy city emblem. Above that city on the hat, a bright crescent moon shone.
Cheryl's face grew solemn. She took a deep breath, didn't hesitate for a second, and pulled out her giant, two-meter-long wand.
At that moment, Fiona, who had been trying to stay out of this Miko conflict, couldn't help but stare at Cheryl's giant wand.
