As the molten lava descended, a fiery glow cast over the earth, blinded by the might of the hill that stood in the air over it.
The hill dispersed, hot, liquid lava descending in place, basking the earth in crimson fireworks.
Dread gripped the heart of the girls as they watched in silence, tension brewing within.
Felicia, especially, watched in tense silence, her heart beating terribly quickly while the lava descended at an easily deceivable speed.
She glanced at Thalia, noticing her unperturbed expression, and that fear slowly declined, turning to fleeting emotions that would be soon put out.
The same occurred with Monica, her expression a bit firmer than Felicia's.
Thalia had pulled her weight through many occasions, and even now, she was doing the same.
The mana and aura refill? The sudden increase in their strength and the will to fight again.
This was all given to them by the daughter of the Jun household.
