Ainsley clasped her hands together in front of her chin, praying so that she would be lucky. When the girl closed her eyes, another faint golden light flashed from her glabella.
"Mm. Beast...market...auction." Elliana gave a short reply. She didn't say which market and which auction she attended, but obviously, it should be the best in the whole capital.
However, for Ainsley, that didn't seem to be the case. Her energy source, that 3-coloured marble, still glowed brightly with each colour full of vitality.
Actually, Alvaro already knew that the guards would take a safe stance and just let the visitors solve their problem on their own. If they started fighting, the patrol team would be the one eliminating these visitors.
Roland looked at the Lord Commander of this castle that was standing kneeling down. It would be as easy as taking candy from a child to deliver the killing blow to this enemy but he was asking to spare his life. The duel between the faction leaders had started just like last time but the opponent capitulated without them even going through one exchange of blows.
Air pressure was actually a non-common ability, but people usually used it only for suppressing someone because it took a long time or a lot of energy to injure someone.
Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
Seeing Ainsley was so gloomy that she looked like she couldn't love her life anymore, Finley felt his heart ache for the girl. The boy then stretched his hand and pulled the girl into his bosom.