The atmosphere at the judges' table froze completely.
Lahar stared fixedly at the ruins below, the fingertips holding his glasses trembling nonstop, his palms slick with cold sweat.
"One person... really did cut down all one hundred monsters."
He swallowed, his voice unbearably dry.
"And among them was an S-class monster with a threefold enhancement. That amount of magic power and those combat skills—there's nothing about them in the Magic Council's files."
Beside him, Yajima stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his face full of pride.
"Lahar, this old man told you long ago—never underestimate Fairy Tail."
"Their limits have never been something paper data could measure."
Lahar drew in a deep breath, forced down the overwhelming shock in his heart, and slowly nodded.
"That's right. Today, I've truly seen it for myself."
At the center of the arena, the smoke cleared.
The Sun God Armor on Erza's body flashed with red light, then faded away completely.
The armor vanished, changing back into the silver breastplate and blue pleated skirt she usually wore.
The instant she finished requipping, her figure swayed hard.
Her legs went weak, and she nearly toppled straight into the pile of broken stones.
Continuous high-intensity requipping, added to the tremendous consumption from the final Sun God Armor, had nearly drained all the magic power from her body.
At that moment, even standing steadily was incredibly difficult for her.
"Honestly..."
Erza bit her lip and murmured self-reproachfully.
"I still haven't perfectly mastered the power of this new armor."
"If the transition just now had been a little smoother, I wouldn't have wasted so much magic power and time."
Just as she was about to fall, a strong arm suddenly reached out and firmly wrapped around her slender waist.
Warm magic power slowly flowed into her body through