Chapter 188: Angel's Grace

The towering auras of her opponents seemed to rob Astrea of her nerve. She let out ragged breaths; Agaia's smack on her head brought her back in focus. "Hey, no doubting yourself now," Agaia scolded, firm in tone. "We've got a job to do."

Astrea deliberated for a little more until she finally spoke, her voice shaking. "Are you. scared, Agaia?"

"Scared? Of course, I am," Agaia said calmly, belying her admission. "But fear won't let it paralyze me from doing what's necessary. Remember, Gelata chose you for some reason."

Cosmo's brows furrowed as he surveyed the surging auras around him. "This is troublesome," he murmured with concern.

The chaotic atmosphere was met with a growl of frustration from Celestia. Her casual demeanor returned, a flicker of annoyance and realization crossing her features before she smiled, sarcasm soaking into her tone. "Great, Jovian. You've made your point. Real impressive."