"Although I don't know what you want that broken Crown for, it's clear that this Crown is the key to defying fate."
"GAH! This is infuriating!" Count Brand squawked in her arms, feeling like a pawn.
But his gaze quickly fell upon Vincent by the distant Arcane Gate. The Magic Staff in the Mage's hand once again began to emit an even more dangerous red light.
"GAH! You wretched woman! Quick…"
Before he could finish, all the locusts seemed to have been injected with frenzied Magic Power. They became more bloodthirsty, their speed increased, and they charged forward, ignoring the natural winds Celeste had summoned.
Even though Louisa had timely cast a Magic Shield over them from afar, at the critical moment, Celeste turned to protect Count Brand and the pouch in her arms, taking the brunt of the locusts' impact with her back.
"Ugh!" Celeste grunted, a sharp, corrosive pain spreading across her back. Her airborne body instantly lost its balance, and she plummeted toward the ground.
