'Right. That was supposed to be a ward. I'm sorry. I thought it was a piece of flimsy paper.
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Emerson is mainly skilled at changing and enhancing objects with his black eye.
Naturally, he specializes in wards, which are used to create spaces that deceive the eyes of others and keep them at bay.
You will be able to find a lot of people who are able to break the wards he has created, and there aren't many people among the brethren of the magic society Kronos who are able to do so.
''It's a pity. I'm not as good as Abel, after all. So what in the world do you want with me?
However, Emerson remained calm in the face of the unexpected.
The key in these cases is not to let your opponent dictate the pace of the race by being distracted by a dark cloud.
'I'll be blunt. I want you to stop watching me right now.
Abel said quietly, but with a note of certainty of intent in his voice.
'Haha. I don't know what you're talking about.'
'Don't play dumb. Your people have washed up on me. You were the one who's been flying a magic tool to keep an eye on me these days, weren't you?
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It was then that Emerson developed an unfathomable fear for the boy, Abel.
The fact that the two of them had lost the battle was incredible in itself, but even more incredible was the fact that they had spoken out.
Did they use some kind of brainwashing magic?
It was absolutely impossible for two people who were professionals in combat to spit out their client's name.