Lord Baruelleta did not waste words. A mage like her would never try begging when faced with someone determined to kill her.
That would only make her opponent want to humiliate her. As one of the Three Great Noble Families, she would not allow herself such disgrace.
She extended one hand, spread her palm, and pressed downward. Yellow sand burst from the green handbag, forming an enormous palm that blotted out the sky as it lunged toward the Aozaki sisters.
Even Lord Baruelleta, who stood at the pinnacle of magecraft, struggled to control magical sand on such a scale.
She gritted her teeth, her hand trembling slightly, yet she maintained her downward grasping gesture, trying to capture the Aozaki sisters with the giant hand of sand overhead.
"Flashy nonsense." Aoko snorted disdainfully. Then her crimson hair began to grow rapidly, lengthening from below her hips to beyond her legs.
The Fifth Magic had begun to reveal its formidable edge in the heart of the magecraft world, drawing countless open and hidden gazes toward Aoko.
"Subjective Axis: Fixed." As she recited the self-suggestion incantation, the magical circuits throughout Aoko's body lit up, and immeasurable magical energy gathered into her from Aokos across different timelines.
Then Aoko raised her right index finger level and drew a horizontal line from right to left.
Above her, dense starlight appeared from nowhere, poised to strike.
As Baruelleta's hand of sand drew closer and closer, Aoko snapped her fingers lightly, and the countless lights behind her suddenly erupted with endless brilliance.
"Incineration Formula."
Touko, watching from the side, twitched at the corner of her mouth. This was the very attack that had defeated her back then.
At that moment, she could only cling tightly to Aoko's thigh to keep herself from being taken out by the