Sia, along with the crowd, exhaled as the old man wearing a black dress disappeared.
In front of them were three giant doors.
Strength.
Wit.
Strength and Wit.
'I'm strong, but if they count all my paths to gauge my strength, I'll lose without a doubt.' Sia felt a headache.
If she was like a normal triple awakener, she'd have picked the path of strength without a doubt.
Problem was that despite awakening in three paths, she couldn't exert her complete strength.
She could only use her mind and gravity path.
'Thanks to Enigma.' She bit her lip and recalled her last interaction with Enigma.
'…Charles will be there, and so will Varian. Varian will try to kill Charles. You can't stop Charles' team yourself, I'll be there when the time comes.'
Unlike her, Enigma could use the three paths perfectly.
Even if Sia was unwilling to admit defeat, she couldn't deny the obvious.