[Shadow Touch (SSS-Rank)]

"Are you all right?!"

Just as the witch was dazed, another dark figure appeared in her field of vision.

But she knew this figure all too well.

"I'm fine, Patriarch. If you hadn't come, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to hold my head up for the next few hundred years."

The thought of how close she'd come to being caught off guard filled the witch with lingering fear.

It was the same old story.

You could die, but you couldn't live down the embarrassment.

There was a fundamental difference between the two.

The newcomer was none other than Lan Qingyou.

Before the firework had even exploded, Lan Qingyou had spotted the ball of Magic Power rising rapidly.

She'd immediately hopped on her Broom and rushed over.

In fact, she wasn't the only one. The moment they saw the firework, all the witches had prepared for battle, even though they didn't know what was happening.

She had simply been the first—and fastest—to rush toward the "scene of the incident."

After entering the crater and seeing one of her people about to be attacked by the shadow, she'd sent it flying just as she had a moment ago.

"Patriarch, be careful. We don't know what these black ribbons are, but they're incredibly hard. They even withstand a dive."

Unlike the witch who'd nearly ended up with a permanent black mark on her record, the Acid Witch was much calmer.

As soon as she saw Lan Qingyou arrive, she explained what had happened.

"Mm."

Lan Qingyou nodded.

Of course she knew what that thing was.

In fact, she'd recognized it the moment she descended into the crater and saw the shadow.

That was how she'd managed to hit it squarely and send it flying.

Wondering how she'd sent it flying?

She'd