"Yeah, Chemise, wait for me!"
Vera gritted her teeth and walked toward the Saint Altar, joining the newly inducted Saints.
Of the superpowered individuals who had once been imprisoned in the demonic training camp run by the FBI, only she and Chemise remained. This made the Latin Girl rely on her sole companion even more.
Yet Chemise felt no sorrow deep down. She kept smiling at the Latin Girl and whispered so softly that only she could hear, "Do your best, Vera!"
"Li Bai, this is your last chance!"
The Witchcraft Saint, Konaukuwi, shifted his gaze from Li Bai to the center of the pentagram's shallow grooves. Replacing one of the six would-be Saints was as simple as saying the word.
His meaning was clear: before the Saint initiation ceremony officially began, Li Bai would have one last chance. Once it was gone, there would be no second opportunity.
Hearing the old wizard's words, the six people standing in the center of the pentagram panicked. They had no power to object.
"No need, Konaukuwi. Carry on!"
Li Bai was completely unmoved. Mere Saints were beneath his notice.
The six people staring intently at him all let out a long sigh of relief and looked at him gratefully. They had narrowly avoided letting everyone down at the crucial moment. The fall from heaven to hell would have been more than most people could bear.
"All right!"
The old wizard let out a long, disappointed sigh. He couldn't keep accommodating Li Bai again and again.
It wasn't just that the Saints had their pride. The Saint's Association had its limits, too.
The seven current Saints stood outside the pentagram and raised their right hands, turning the backs of their hands toward the six people inside.
"Invoke the spirits!~"
The Witchcraft Saint, Konaukuwi,