Vaizer was dying of both curiosity and shamenot to talk of the unbearable pain that tore him apart from withinbut no one was willing to tell him anything.

Not only had he lost his trump card, but he was now completely powerless. Vaizer felt like dying.

J-just kill me

You were stronger than anything I imagined. For that, you have my respect. Asa said, however his glare only deepened.

But, you hurt Miss Vida. That is a crime I can never forgive you for. You also betrayed your people and joined the Cult that is responsible for wiping out my friends and family your own people!

At this point, Asa was seething with rage.

Maro said youll be feeling so much pain that it would be considered unbearable. I hope thats true. The boy suddenly grinned.

You should suffer.

Damn brat! Vaizer groaned internally, watching as Asa flicked his card in the air as though it was a toy.

Hey, Asa! Be careful with that Arcana! Maro angrily yelled at the boy, causing him to finally cease his playful action.

Yeah, yeah what about Miss Vida?

Asa knew she suffered some severe injuries, but shouldnt she had been healed at this point? Or, perhaps

Shes completely healed, but she hasnt gained consciousness yet. Maro answered.

His tone sounded sullen, and his face also displayed confusion.

Naturally, Aloe should have awoken after her Mana and health had been restored, yet she was still unconscious.

Could it be a side effect of that form she took at the last minute? It looked incredibly dangerous and powerful too The Magic Scholar murmured.

H-hey! If anything happens to Miss Vida, youll

Keep quiet, brat. Im thinking here!

Once Asa heard Maro snap, he found himself keeping silent. Was he scared of the man? No. It was just

Y-youre lucky Miss Vida said to listen to you. With that, Asa puffed his cheeks and kept a pout.

He watched Vaizer while Maro examined Aloe even further. Neither of them knew what was going on

For it was beyond mere comprehension.

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Where am I? A voice echoed through a vast space.

Aloe, the sole person within, wondered if the voice was hers. The question in the nervous voice, as though being stated by multiple persons at once.

Why was that so? Did it have something to do with the place she found herself in? No doubt, it did.

Around Aloe Vida were mirrors. Multiple mirrors that reflected her. They centered on the young girls location, everything capturing several moments of her existencefrom different perspectives as well.

This place is I cant sense anything at all.

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