A Hundred Years of Solitude
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In an instant, Link switched to his battle mode and the wand of constellations appeared in his hand. Mana surged into the wand and three glass orbs were formed at its tip in a flash. Under the combined effect of the state of Gibraltar, the Domingo Crystal and his familiarity with the Glass Orb spell, the casting time was almost instantaneous.
Link would release the three glass orbs without hesitation the moment his opponent made a suspicious move.
Link's casting speed came as a shock to the woman. She then adopted a less hostile expression, more accurately, a hint of fear could be seen.
"You won't poke your nose into others' affairs, will you?" The woman in the black dress finally spoke. She had a mellifluous voice, the kind that could charm the hearts of many men.
However, Link knew that this voice was also her weapon, a weapon that could bewitch her opponents. It was very likely that a murderous intent lay behind the sweet and delicate voice.