Shade and the witch stood quietly outside the silver gauze curtains, watching the scene. The moon always had a way of calming them:
"Not long ago, Luvia was asking me how many Demigod Witches would appear in this final battle."
"Are you planning to call Teacher Feilianna?"
the Yellow-haired Witch asked softly. Shade shook his head:
"This time, I need a Great Witch at the Demigod level who holds the seat of time. You can think of her as the future Adele Isabella. Miss Olanord, how far are you from becoming a Demigod?"
The witch gently shook her head:
"I know what you are thinking, but after coming to this era, my power has been severely suppressed. On the night of the Mad Moon, although the combined strike of the four of us allowed me to glimpse the splendor of the Primal Moon, it still wasn't enough. I..."
She thought of the revelation she had received in the ruins of the God of Hunting, yet she did not know how long it would take to truly ascend to Demigodhood even if she completed the hunt. Even if she could see the future path clearly, unless she received a direct blessing from a god, walking that path would still take time. Suddenly ascending with nothing more than a single thought was something that only happened in stories:
"Shade, if, and I mean if, we truly encounter an unsolvable problem tomorrow night and need another Demigod to appear, then remember to come find me."
Shade thought she had some method of borrowing Miss Feliana's power:
"Alright, but what exactly would I need to do?"
Miss Olanord shook her head without speaking. If it truly came to that, she would give herself to Shade. Even if she could not immediately ascend to Demigodhood,