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- When it dies down, Olivier is there.
- And she’s not alone.
- An incalculable number of Oliviers, enough to fill the entire ruin, stand where the light once was.
- “This can’t be happening…!” Aurora cries.
- Cid’s wound may not be fatal, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t serious. There’s no way he’s in any state to fight.
- “This is the power of the Sanctuary!!”
- The Oliviers rush toward Cid.
- Cid lets out a weak laugh. “Sorry, but…your time’s up.”
- The Oliviers are charging at him from all directions, but…he mows them all down.
- “What?!”
- It’s unclear when it appeared, but he’s holding an obsidian katana in his hand.
- “Where did you get that…? Wait—can you use magic?!”
- Cid’s body is bursting with bluish-purple energy.
- The magic is so incredibly concentrated, it’s visible. It glitters beautifully, compressed to an unimaginable degree.
- “If my magic is getting sucked away, all I have to do is thicken it until it’s too dense to be absorbed. It took a little time, but it’s pretty simple, really.”
- ***
- Volume 2, Chapter 3
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