The Author's POV

Thud—!

Softly landing on the ground, Monica's hair gently fell over her shoulders. Opening her eyes, she lowered her head and glanced at her hand.

"So this is how it feels to break through to rank."

She quietly mumbled.

The sensation was completely different from when she was rank. She couldn't quite explain it, however, if she had to put it into words, it felt as though her connection with the mana in the air had significantly improved.

With just a simple thought, she could will the mana in the air as she wanted.

Raising her hand, she waved it in the air. What followed after the simple gesture was an incredible scene.

The moment Monica's hand swiped right, the red particles that were floating in front of Monica all froze in the air. Following this, as though Monica's hand was a magnet, they all rushed toward her hand.

A thin bright red coating soon formed on Monica's hand, creating some sort of gauntlet.

Gazing at her newly formed gauntlet, a look of amazement appeared on Monica's face.

"....So this is how it feels to truly agglomerate mana."

Mana agglomeration.

A technique that she was able to replicate when she was rank and was supposed to be something that only rankers could use.

If before her technique was unrefined and still weak, it was now no longer that as the mana expenditure had decreased drastically, and so did the power that was held within it.

Clenching and unclenching her hands repeatedly, Monica looked towards the sky as her pupils started to shine with an orange glow.

Arching her back, Monica clenched her fists as tightly as possible and punched towards the sky.

At the exact moment she punched out, the space around her distorted and a massive orange beam shot towards the sky with unprecedented speed and power.

BOOOOOM—!

A defeating explosion akin to that of the sound barrier breaking apart rang through the sky as circular pressurized wind gales began to expand out from the area Monica punched out, spreading throughout the sky like forever expanding rings.

"...Not bad."

Gazing at the sky, Monica muttered in a satisfied tone.

"Let's try adding a little bit more power."

Still excited by her newfound power, Monica decided to test out her powers once again.

Arching her body backward once again, the red particles floating in the air gathered around her at an even faster rate as the glow around her arm intensified considerably. As a result of this, the gauntlet in her arm thickened up.

It didn't take long for Monica to gather enough mana to once again release another attack, however, just as she was once again about to punch out in the air, a voice rang from the distance.

"Monica stop!"

Frowning, Monica looked toward where the voice came from, and there she saw Donna looking at her from the glass window of the building she was previously in.

"Donna?"

The moment she recognized Donna, her eyes returned to their normal color and the glow in her hand disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

Monica curiously asked as she looked at Donna. In response to her question, Donna looked toward the ground.

"Have a look for yourself."

Following her line of sight, Monica's face froze.

"Wha...err."

Gazing at the sea of people that were staring at her from below, Monica finally realized just how much of a scene she had caused.

'I messed up...'

step

moment she appeared in the room, she

"Sorry."

one you

and proceeded to sit back down on a sofa. Once she sat down, her line of sight paused on an unfinished cup

the chair. Taking a sip of the wine,

at the age of

"Mhhh, it's not that."

her head once she

on the seat opposite of her, she looked

also felt it didn't you?... The fact that the

sip of the

"I have."

the wine glass down, Donna's face

me that they currently don't know anything about the crack and that they are still studying it. For now,

"That's a good idea."

Monica nodded her head.

brows, Donna decided to switch

you probably won't be able to help me with

"...You're right."

look on her face when she replied. Scratching her neck, she looked at the crack in the

really blame me

touching each other, Monica pursed

control the fact that a huge crack appeared in

I know you're not

not blame her for the situation.

is a situation that none of us could've ever predicted, it's just a pity that you won't be able to help me. The situation would've been a lot easier had you

"Wait."

Monica's head snapped in her direction. Snapping her fingers, she

for me. Well, not perfect. After

are you talking

"Isn't it obvious?"

Monica leaned back

you. Plus, the

"Ah..."

of Monica's sentence, her eyes opened up as she

smile on Monica's face deepened when she saw

you say? He's the perfect replacement

her lips before she closed her eyes and nodded her

to admit it, but your suggestion is

was no need

she was about to dial

the right time to tell him. I'll call him in a while to

[Ren Dover]

she was about to press,

after all the time he has been away. It would be unfair of me to ruin his days

***

looks like the

words, everyone had managed to calm down, and everyone was

direction, I tapped on my bracelet

"Hein, catch."

"Uh..what?!"

on

"Watch it."

to him. Placing her hand behind

to that, Hein was able to easily catch the thing I

catch the thing I threw at him, he threw a

"Thank you."

amused with Hein as she shook her

you to

I didn't expect him to throw something at me. I was just caught

"Sure."

with both legs on the table, Hein turned his hand and opened his palm revealing a small hexagonal-shaped

"What's this?"

examined

to look at the