Princess Monali's eyes narrowed. A flicker of unease danced across her delicate features.
The others noticed it as well.
Before a hundred colossal black spears, the golden defense surrounding her seemed no sturdier than a spider's web.
"Master," the girl Jalja whispered, "he's using his latent power. I haven't seen him use it in a long time. Just how much stronger has that cursed woman become?"
The Second-Rank Master raised his hand. Silence fell over the area.
The swirling wind fans vanished in an instant.
The path became completely clear before the hundred spears.
Then—
The Master clenched his raised right hand.
A hundred spears moved at once.
They advanced several meters, then surged toward the princess.
They were not fast—but they carried overwhelming force.
The sheer gravity of their massive size increased their acceleration; the closer they came, the faster they became.
The princess raised her hands and formed several light arrows.
She released them.
