"That… makes… no sense," Lucien stuttered. "How is he walking around with this amount of mana…"
Without realizing it, he took a step back.
Some of the men behind even turned and ran. The others hesitated, but the fear had already taken root.
Because this was wrong. Mana was supposed to reflect strength and give a sense of scale.
But this… This gave them nothing.
Ethan's mana was vast, endless, and completely detached from anything they understood.
And then, as if to make it worse, Ethan whispered, "Come."
From his right, Nina stepped forward.
From his left, Arael followed.
The half-dragon and the angel took form beside him as though they had always been there.
Casper's smile wasn't even there anymore. "Heh… am I hallucinating…"
He had fought Ethan and his summon before. He knew what he had faced back then.
This was not the same, not even close.
His composure cracked.
